fists. He yanked her satin dress from her shoulders and spread his hands out on her chest and slid slowly down. She felt the texture of his fingertips on the sensitive flesh of her breasts. He slid his hands around the creamy globules and pinched the tips hard. Stella sucked in a breath and grabbed his erection and squeezed him hard. His arms lashed around her like iron and his mouth dug into hers. He kissed her as if he would never stop, as if he could not get enough of the taste of her mouth. Stella was a tall woman but she went up on her toes to return her touch to his lips and kiss him back just as hard. Her heightened senses aroused and centered to his body heat. She felt the heat of him between her legs and her eyes closed. Her head fell back lost in the sensations. He stroked his hands over her smooth soft breasts again but caressing her nipples this time with a feathery touch. He watched her enraptured face. Her tongue crept out to wet her lips and a tremor shook him with wild abandon and hunger. He grabbed at her chest again as he closed his hands on her brutally. She whispered a reply and he moaned his understanding. He pulled her dress back into some semblance of order and waggled his brows at her. They parted and started walking again down the hall to the arboretum. “I think you will like our arboretum Your Grace.” “I am sure I will.” He groaned and patted her behind before pinching it in several places. Cousin Alfred watched the couple through the window. He was outside howling at the moon and noticed the heated exchange. “What a tasty bit that Stella is. I wouldn’t mind getting a taste of my little cousin.” He laughed into the night and headed out for his hunt. He was famished. Cousin Driscoll slumped in the corner of the room and watched Lady Constance from under his heavy lids. He thought her a great replacement for the dried up old Lady Darby. He would love to suck the blood out of the old woman but it would be more fun if he could sink his teeth into the juicier Lady. Connie took Sebastian’s hand into her own and pulled him away from the other guests. “You must have a great plan strategically in place for it seems to be succeeding splendidly. I am so very proud of you my love but I do not know if I can wait for you till morning. Please let us meet in my room later?” “I am sure I will find a way to see you later tonight or this morning. I cannot wait either, my sweet.” Lord Darby winked at her as his sister took her hand and led her away from him. “Lady Constance, my sisters want to learn more about you.” ****
Chapter Six Stella led Avery to her room. She could not wait any longer to have this man under her control. She shut the door and locked it and turned to look into the disturbing eyes of the man she wanted with a desperate need. Stella was hot and wet and tired of being unsatisfied. She turned and looked under her unmentionables in her bottom bureau drawer. They were there. She grabbed the manacles, scarves, blindfold, lotions and cat of nine tails. This lord was in for a big surprise. “Come over to my bed and lay down and we can get started. His eyes gleamed at her through the darkness. The top of her head barely touched his chin. They were now standing so close that she had to tilt her head back to see his face. With the moonlight glinting off her brilliant red hair he had to reach out and touch it, slivering his hard hands through it. Her high cheekbones and strong lines of her nose and arched brows made her look imperial. Her green eyes grabbed at his soul to capture him and he became enslaved to her will. She kissed him again passionately and twined her tongue with his in a heated dance as she guided him to her bed. The Duke of Avery fell back onto the mattress laughing at his clumsiness. She straddled him and took a purple