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to unfasten the hooks of her gown. He gave a playful growl, nibbling on her ear.
    “Let us ready for bed, wife,” he said, his breath hot on her skin.
    She nodded, leaving the circle of his arms to step behind the privacy screen. There she found a beautiful nightgown of lawn with delicate flowers embroidered around the scooped neck. She managed to unhook the back of her gown and carefully set it aside. The unfamiliar stays were a bit of a challenge, but she persevered. She slipped the filmy nightgown over her head, smoothing it down. Her breath caught as her fingers brushed over her breasts. She could hardly wait for Geoffrey to touch her. She ran the brush quickly through her hair and stepped out from behind the screen.
    Geoffrey had already undressed. He sat waiting for her in the bed, the sheets down around his waist. He crooked a finger at her. “Come here, wife.”
    She climbed into the bed and into his outstretched arms. He kissed her deeply, caressing her through the thin fabric. She rubbed against him, a soft moan escaping her lips. She pulled away from him to kneel on the bed. He looked at her, confused. She smiled and pulled her nightgown up over her head. Geoffrey swore softly and rose to his knees, embracing her.
    He ran his lips over her face, her throat. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing across her nipples. She leaned back, reveling in the sensation. He lowered her to the bed, his mouth taking over for his hands. She arched as he teethed a taut nipple, moaning his name. He trailed hot kisses down the front of her, pausing to flick his tongue in her navel. She breathed in sharply.
    She opened her legs to him. His fingers caressed her, making her wet. His head went lower, kissing the very center of her.
    “Geoffrey!” She gasped, shocked. “You can’t!”
    He paused, dropping a kiss on her belly. “I can.”
    His mouth claimed her again. Passion blazed through her and she fell back, wanting more. His tongue drove her mad. Her climax startled her and she shuddered, crying his name. He came up to kiss her and before she stopped trembling, he entered her. He thrust into her deeply, again and again, until she tightened around him. She clung to him and found her second release. With one final thrust, he climaxed.
    He stayed inside her, cupping her face in his hands as he waited for his breathing to slow. “Did you like that, sweetheart?” he asked softly.
    Her eyes fluttered open. “Oh, yes.”
    He smiled and rolled off her, bringing her with him to lay against his side. “There are so many ways to make love, Becca.”
    “I know.”
    He froze. “How do you know?” he asked sharply, a fierce frown on his face.
    She picked up her head to look at him. “You told me.”
    “I did? When?”
    “The night I helped you into bed,” she said. “The night before Mary found me in your room.”
    He smiled. “And did I show you that night?”
    “No,” she said, laughing. “You fell asleep.”
    He placed a hand over his eyes and groaned. “I’m never drinking ale again.”
    He removed his hand from his face and flashed a dazzling smile at her. His eyes sparkled merrily.
    She gazed at him, her heart fluttering. “I love you.”
    His smile left his face. “What did you say?”
    Becca hadn’t planned on saying it, but it was true. There was no taking it back. “I love you.”
    He sat up, startling her. He held her at arm’s length and studied her face. She couldn’t begin to guess what he was looking for, but the look in his eyes was intense.
    “Do you mean it, Becca?”
    “Yes.”
    He pulled her to him and kissed her soundly. He didn’t say the words back to her but when he began to make love to her again, she knew her declaration had been important to him.
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    Geoffrey was the first to awaken and set about readying for their departure. After dressing, he called to Becca before he left the chamber. “Do you think Mary would like to be your lady’s maid? It would be nice for you to have