Mastering the Marquess
“What had she said? Or done? She’d been told little enough about sex over the years and nothing about what happened afterward. And yet, their talk had seemed so natural, so easy.Why had he pulled away?Perhaps he was tired?Although that part of him straining against her hip did not seem tired at all. It sometimes jerked with a life of its own. She turned on her side so that it was cradled at the juncture of her thighs.He did not respond.Could he be tired of her? She had heard that men grew tired ...of a woman quickly once the deed was done.She shifted her head back to her own pillow. He did not stop her.Their bodies still lay pressed together, but a distinct distance had grown between them.She closed her eyes and tried to sleep.It was odd how different darks could be. The blindfold. The dark of the room. The darkness of a closed eye. Each had its own texture. She almost commented upon it, but clearly he was not interested.How could everything turn about in the fraction of second?She refused to let it.MoreLess
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