looked to Tuesday, “Would you care to dance the next , Lady Tuesday ?”
“I would. T hank you, Lord Elveston.”
Jack could not miss the breathtaking smile Lady Tuesday bestowed upon him . He returned her smile.
The dance was a Q uadrille and thus offered less intimate contact than a waltz . There were only three couples dancing . But when he held Tuesday’s hand , even for a few seconds, Jack experienced the strangest sensation . He couldn’t explain the overpowering rush of energy that resembled lust, but was infinitely more powerful if that were possible . Since he could not explain the odd experience and since Charlie’s eyes never left him while he danced with his sister ; Jack bowed to Lady Tuesday at the end of the dance . A fter politely thank ing her , h e removed to the b illiard room where Harry and Lyon amused themselves . No doubt there would be a fine snifter of brandy available .
The large clock in the entry gonged the midnight hour as Owen finally made his way upstairs . This had been the most incredible day . He and Grace spent almost every moment together . Even when they were across the room from one another, their eyes would meet . They exchanged smiles . Oh, he took a great deal of ribbing in the library from his comrades after the ladies re tired . It mattered not . He was madly, deeply and passionately in love with Grace Brackenridge .
He only wished her father had allowed him to secure their engagement before he left . But he loved Grace, he trusted her and she promise d him she would wait for him to return.
And tonight, he could make love to her throughout the night . He could s how her how he felt . He hardened at the thought of finally seeing Grace completely naked . He hurried down the corridor to his chamber . He entered, removed his coat, shirt and waistcoat, and his boots . He opened the connecting door. A lone candle burned on the bedside table . Grace slept in the midst of the l arge testered bed.
He eased himself onto the mattress beside his lady . A gentleman would let her sleep, he reasoned, but he wasn’t going to lose a moment of time he could spend making love to his lady in the Viscountess’ bed .
He untied the ribbon of her nightrail and pulled the neckline down to reveal her beautiful breasts . He caressed them until she stirred . Her gorgeous dark eyes opened . She smiled and stretched before wrapping her arms around his neck . Owen kissed her passionately . He sat her up and pulled her nightrail over her head . His gaze swept hungrily over her lovely body, her slender waist, her full, pert breasts , the lovely curve of her hips and her shapely legs . He stood and removed his trousers.
Grace looked at Owen’s hard erection, standing straight up. She remembered how it felt that morning to have him inside her . She reached out and caressed him .
Owen stepped closer to the bed . Grace ran her hand up and down his hard length . Grace looked up to see his jaw held rigid and his eyes dark en . The knowledge that she was giv ing him pleasure proved to be a most exhilarating feeling .
Owen allowed Grace to caress him for awhile. When he feared her sweet touch might do him in, he gently removed her hand . He slid into the bed beside her and gaz ed at her lovely body . He looked his fill of her then dipped his head , drawing one pert nipple into his mouth .
Grace threaded her hands through his dark hair . After he spent some time at her bre a sts, Owen moved farther down her torso . His lips paid homage to her ribs, her flat belly and moved beyond to the dark curls between her thighs .
“Owen!” Grace’s fingers grasped the sheet as she lifted her head . She met his gaze as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue, his lips . Grace closed her eyes and gave in to the powerful sensations . She writhed, arched and moaned . W hen her abdomen tightened , she gave in, let go. P leasure rushed through her in crashing waves .
Owen slid upward, he kissed her deeply .
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