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No. No knees. Nothing with his palms going on her lush buttocks.

Suddenly she was there before him, poking at his chest. “I was coming here to save you,” she snapped.

That so shocked him for a moment he had nothing to say, then he snapped, “Why in God’s name would I need saving?”

She stared at him, astonished and wounded.

“Freddie?”

“Did you come here to take a lover?”

What in God’s name was happening?“That is none of your damn business,” he said icily. “I see it now, it was discipline you lacked, and I overindulged you. What could you be thinking of to come here of all places? What if you are discovered? Have you no thought of your future? No proper, well-bred gentleman would want to wed a woman whose reputation had been sullied! I will turn you over my knees and…”

The touch of her mouth against his silenced and stilled him. But only for a moment. His control shattered and he exploded into motion, taking her face between his hands. Percy slanted his mouth across hers with a ravenous urgency. The taste of her was tart yet so damn sweet.

Ripe peaches.

He claimed her tongue with his, sliding his sensually across hers in a perfect mimicry of what he wanted to be doing with her sex. She moaned softly, the sound whispering down to his cock and hardening it with sudden intensity. Percy dragged her up against his body, holding her even tighter against him. He could not get enough. He had been longing for her with a gnawing ache and here she was. Her hand stroked over his heartbeat and slipped around to his nape.

Before he lost his damn mind and did something foolish, he pulled from her, breathing heavily.

She lifted trembling fingers to lips that were bruised by his ardor.

“Do not speak,” he breathed tautly, lifting his face to the sky, and taking several deep, calming breaths. “Or I swear by tomorrow you will find yourself in the country or Scotland. And believe me, I have the means to see that you do not return to town for a very long time.”

When no witty repartee came forth, he glanced down to see her watching him with flushed cheeks and widened eyes.

“We are leaving,” he said, holding out his hand.

She slipped her palm into his and clasping her slightly shaking hand they walked away from the townhouse that had all manner of debauchery going on inside.


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