“Her skin was like the finest silk, her breasts full and generously swelled as they pressed against his chest. Lucien didn’t understand why she’d called him back, but he wasn’t about to ask for an explanation. “Sweet Julienne,” he murmured feverishly against her throat. “You should have allowed me to go.” Her small, delicate hands slipped inside his velvet coat and slid across the smooth satin back of his waistcoat. “I tried.” He rolled to the side and shrugged out of his coat, tossing the expen...sive garment carelessly to the floor. He turned back to her and then froze in place. The sheet had slipped down to her waist, leaving her breasts exposed to his gaze. Firm and gently swaying from his near-frantic movements, they were more lovely than anything Lucien had seen in his life. “You are more beautiful than I imagined,” he breathed. He watched in amazement as her skin flushed right before his eyes, rosy color sweeping across her chest before rising to her cheeks. His gaze studied her face, and he saw that she couldn’t, or wouldn’t, meet his eyes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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