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measure of pleasure. His sexual programming accelerated. It fed him with a hunger that he couldn’t deny. The touch sensors in his bare feet told him the grass was soft enough to fuck her on, and he intended to do just that.
    “Drop your arms.” He lightly skimmed his hands back up her sides, and when Jacey complied, he gave the fabric a light tug that sent it pooling at her feet.
    Naked. Perfect. His cock throbbed. The ache threatened to short-circuit his logic center, and he breathed deeply, trying to keep control. He cupped her ass, pulling her against him so she could feel the full strength of his need.
    Jacey’s tiny gasp told him she felt his rod pressing against her, and his slender finger slid between her legs and stroked her hot pussy. The musky aroma of her arousal tantalized his olfactory routines, and his taste subcommands relished the soft flavor of her skin. Holding her against him, he stepped forward until her back pressed against a tree. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
    He pulled the tight bud of her nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue. Her pussy so close to him, yet separated by the fabric of his robe, tormented him. Her heat radiated through the fabric; her moisture soaked it, and still he couldn’t bury his cock inside her.
    A twig broke behind him. He doubted Jacey heard, but with his keen sense of hearing, he did. Reluctantly, he pulled his lips away from hers. He shifted his weight, shielding Jacey’s body from view of anyone behind them.
    The swish of feet moving through grass sounded closer, and even Jacey lifted her head. “Someone’s here,” she whispered.
    “I know. Don’t worry. I am the Lord of this land.” He brushed a quick kiss against the top of her breast, then turned his head. “Halt! I gave orders that this park was to be mine alone.”
    A servant girl, barely old enough to have earned the translucent scarf around her breasts, stepped forward. She bowed, careful to keep her eyes always on the ground. “I am sorry, my Lord, but I was sent to tell you that you shall feast tonight in honor of your lady. I meant no disrespect.” She kept her eyes averted.
    “Very well,” he said, his voice softening. Inside, he wanted to demand why he wasn’t informed before he left his palace but knew the young girl shouldn’t bear the wrath of his anger. “Thank you. You may return to your duties now.”
    “Yes, my Lord.” The girl rose to her feet. She sounded much relieved, and he noticed she turned around and scurried back toward the palace.
    Aidan turned his attention toward Jacey. “I am sorry, my lady, that we were interrupted. However, if a feast is being prepared, I must attend to my duties. Tonight, there will be no interruptions.” He stepped away from her long enough to gather her dress, then handed it to her.
    Watching Jacey slide the fabric over her skin nearly undid him. The fabric clung to her curves, her hard nipples clearly showing through the fabric. She nodded once and offered him her hand. “Let’s go,” she said with a smile.
    “As you wish, my lady.”
    * * * *
    Jacey sat at the far end of the table, watching as servants brought plate after steaming plate from the kitchens. Succulent aromas tantalized her nose. On a large metal platter, strips of meat simmered in a rich sauce, and the salad placed before her looked fresh from the garden. Certainly a far cry from the bagged salads she ate at home. Her mouth watered.
    Aidan looked over his meal and smiled at her. “I trust all is to your satisfaction,” he said.
    “Yes,” she said. His earlier words tugged at her. There would be no interruptions tonight. After this sumptuous dinner, they would retire to his rooms. She suppressed a shiver and picked up a long-tined fork. At least the eating utensils looked relatively familiar.
    She bit into a forkful of salad. The tangy greens and light vinaigrette dressing filled her mouth with flavor. A stray drop of salad dressing slid