MASK OF A GYPSY
If you liked “The Bride Unmasked,” you’ll love this next story in the series from Harriet Jones!
Honoria knows she must marry a suitable gentleman. But would it be so terrible if she tasted pleasure first, just a little? Of course, she would need to persuade Sir Vincent to give her the excitement she craves. But that shouldn’t prove too difficult—if he refuses, she’ll just have to resort to blackmail.
“Am I to understand you deliberately lured me out here?” In his astonishment, he forgot to keep his voice low. “Are you insane?”
“Shhh,” she said in a whisper. “It was a test.”
“A test?” he hissed.
“To see if you’d come. To see if you’d know me in my costume. If you’d know I’d left the ballroom. And you did!” she finished triumphantly. “There is something between us! You can’t deny it now.”
“And you thought you’d like to explore it?” His eyes shone with intent. She still didn’t know what shade they were. Impossible to tell in the moonlight. She felt her skin prickle into goose-bumps, as a delicious shiver of fear ran up her spine. Or was it excitement?
“Yes?” Her answer came out in a squeak, but she could hardly be blamed. When he was angry, his chest—already wider and deeper than that of other men—expanded to a truly formidable size.
‘Let’s explore it then, shall we?”
In one quick motion his hands circled her waist and she stifled a yelp as he lifted her deeper into the shrubbery’s shadows. A slash of moonlight across his cheekbone turned his face alien, demonic as he bent his head and set his mouth to hers.
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