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truth. I can also assure you seeing us together thrilled Anna.
 Oh, right. Simon, that s just not natural. I m getting the distinct
impression that there s something going on around here and I m the
only one not in on the joke. Her voice rose as her anger and her
arousal built. She hated being played by a man, or men.  It s not a
nice feeling.
He met her gaze head on. Hurt flashing for a brief instant.  This is
no joke, Sheridan. He thrust into her again, picking up a rhythm slow
and steady enough to stimulate and frustrate at the same time. No
matter how she stained against him, he refused to pick up the pace,
and thus punishing her for doubting him.
On the edge of yet another low moan, she glared at him.  Let me
go.
 You can go any time you want. All you have to do is pull away.
He looked down to where their bodies merged.  Can you do that,
Sheridan?
Of course, she couldn t. Instead, she strained against him further.
 Please, Simon.
 Tell me what you want.
 Fuck me harder, faster. I can t stand it, Simon. Please.
 Look at me.
She looked up, meeting his deep blue gaze that glowed with its icy
fire. The intensity she read there made her gasp. He hammered into
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her, granting her wish until the world fell away as climax after climax
blasted through her, leaving her shaking. She watched as he came,
shuddering and calling her name and the erotic sight brought her so
close to the edge again the touch of his hand brought her yet another
orgasm. He collapsed atop her as they both recovered. She lay there,
hating to admit to the contentment that flowed through her. When
she d recovered to the point she thought she could walk, she pushed at
him and he let her up.
She couldn t look at him as she pulled her clothing back into
place. She needed time alone to think.
 I ll carry you. His deep voice curled around her from where he
still sat on the edge of the desk.
She flushed.  No. I can walk. Probably.
 Sheridan  She ran from the study, anxious for the solitude of
her own bedroom. She couldn t take much more of this. A bit on the
stoic side, she d never really cried much, but she planned to change
that policy.
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Slamming her door behind her, she threw herself across the bed.
Jesus, she d turned into some kind of slut. Sleeping with one man,
then with his brother and she d developed feelings for both. Strong
feelings. She couldn t forget her other huge problem, which as far as
she could tell, started the day Marc Des Marets had walked into her
LA studio. Quite a coincidence, but then gorgeous men always
brought trouble. Two gorgeous men doubled the trouble.
A sharp rap at her door brought her up to a seated position. The
damned man wouldn t have followed her up here, would he? The
door opened without a pause for a response.
The taciturn housekeeper walked in, bringing an air of excitement
along with her customary grave expression.  Anna?
 Miss. Anna smiled, no beamed, at her. She d about lost patience
with these people and their freaky mood swings.
 I d prefer to be alone, Anna.
 Yes, miss. I know, but I must tell you some very important
things. You must know the truth before it s too late.
This ought to be good.  Okay, Anna. I ll listen. She indicated the
chair opposite the bed.  Please, sit.
Anna ignored the chair and sat beside her on the bed, taking her
hands in hers. Surprised, she fought the impulse to pull away. Not at
all sure she wanted to hear what Anna had to say, but too curious to
leave, she kept her gaze trained on her.
Anna ducked her head.  Miss, I m so sorry I interrupted& I didn t
know& 
 Anna, please let s not discuss that any more.
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 Miss, I will explain everything. Don t be embarrassed or feel
guilty about that. It is right to embrace your fate. You see, in the fall
of 1789, handsome twin Des Marets brothers managed these lands.
Their parents spent much of their time traveling the Continent with
their youngest son, Henri. The father held a title as an hereditary
count and he and his countess spent much time at court in England.
The terrible troubles rocked their native France and they worked [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]