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down her flat belly to the soft, downy curls that guarded her most treasured prize.
    He breathed deeply of her scent and then tasted her.
    Shannon gripped his head, her nails digging into his scalp as he licked her again, from back passage to the tight bundle of nerves at the top of her sex.
    Delicious tremors rushed through her entire body as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue, each lick bringing her closer and closer to a wonderful pinnacle that she desperately reached for.
    He gripped her buttocks with his large hands and brought her sex to his face. His tongue slid inside her hot core beforelifting her clit, flicking relentlessly, and then alternately sucking slowly.
    Her hands moved from his hair to the bedding, her fingers fisting the blankets at her sides as he continued his passionate onslaught.
    Rory watched her under lowered lids as he pleasured her. He could see the shock and surprise in her eyes as she reached for orgasm. Her ice-blue eyes locked with his as he slid his finger into her again, while licking her tiny pearl. It was all that was needed to push her over the edge.
    Shannon cried out as she shot to the heavens like an arrow and then shattered. A wonderful throbbing rocked her entire lower body, crashing over her like a wave against the sands.
    Rory’s cock was rock hard against her leg, and she felt him shift and move, settling once again between her widely spread thighs.
    Although she’d just experienced pleasure the likes of which she’d only dreamed, she knew there was more bliss ahead. How she craved to have his long shaft buried deep inside her.
    She just had to ignore the warning bells ringing in her head. He kissed her passionately, and she reared back a moment when she tasted herself on his lips.
    But Rory would have none of it. He kissed her again, his tongue like velvet against her own. Her fingers wove into his hair, and she lifted her hips, desperate to finish what they had started.
    Somewhere in the outer reaches of her mind, she heard a click, and it took her a moment to realize that someone had opened the chamber door and then as quickly had closed it.
    Oh dear God. Who had it been?

9

    A ll the excitement Shannon had been experiencing faded in the face of discovery.
    Rory kissed her again, but she pulled away. “Someone just opened the door. Did you not hear it?”
    “No,” he said, looking not at all disturbed or worried by the news. “It was probably just a servant.”
    Just a servant?
She
was “just a servant.”
    “I must go before whoever saw us alerts Edward and I lose my job.”
    “You will not lose your job, Shannon,” he said, brushing her hair back from her face.
    But no reassurance could possibly set her mind at ease. She pushed him away and scrambled off the bed. Her chemise had been tossed beside the bed, and she trembled as she reached for it.
    Rory’s cock was like marble against his belly, and seeing Shannon’s naked body was not helping. She had gained weight in the past month, and though still slender, he liked how herhips had a slight curve to them. Her legs were long and he could already envision them wrapped around his waist. Pale curls covered her sex, and her belly was flat, her waist small, and her breasts a perfect handful each, tipped by pale pink nipples that were still in tight little buds.
    She lifted the chemise, slid it over her lithe body, and then looked at him. “My wrap,” she said. He eased the garment from beneath him without taking his eyes off her.
    She took it from him, thrust her arms into the sleeves, and tied the belt. “I shall return with some water for you. You must drink something besides liquor.”
    Seeing she was quite over the amorous mood, he fell back onto the mattress with a frustrated sigh. “I don’t want water. I want you.”
    She ached to tell him that she wanted him, too, but she kept silent and left the room.
    “Shannon,” Lord Graston said, looking genuinely surprised to see her leaving his