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CHAPTER TEN

Wild desire raced through her blue eyes and threatened to drown his senses.

But he needed control. The time they had together was drawing to a close, and he needed to make every moment count.

He gently removed her hands from his chest so he could pull off his shirt.

Her gaze was appreciative, and he swelled with pride.

Unlike many of his peers, he was still lean and muscular.

The hair on his chest held a touch of grey, but that was the only sign of his age.

“Spin around, Eliza.” She obeyed, and he stepped closer to undo the buttons of her dress and slid the short sleeves down her arms. She shrugged it off and quickly pulled down the straps of her chemise so it pooled at her feet, and he held back a laugh at her eagerness.

She was completely nude, having forgone stays and stockings in their secluded hideaway.

Her creamy skin beckoned to him, and his eyes traced the soft curves of her full figure.

Pulling off his own pants, he drew her back against him and reached around to cup her breasts.

She moaned, and whether her reaction was to his hard length pulsating against her or the rough pinch of her nipples, he lost his head.

Pressing his lips to her neck, he kissed, sucked, and licked every part he could reach, while still tugging at her nipples

“This is torture, Robert, exquisite torture.” She groaned as she gyrated her hips against him. His cock was begging for contact, but he wanted her body to explode before achieving his own satisfaction.

“I meant it when I said I was going to ravish every inch of you, Eliza,” he murmured, moving his hands between her legs. The heat emanating from her core called to him.

Stroking the folds, he felt her slickness and groaned against her hair.

Kissing her back and shoulders as he moved, he dropped to his knees and grabbed her buttocks.

Kissing the dimpled cheeks, he was unable to resist the naughty urge to slide his tongue down the centre before turning her around.

He was now face to face with her folds. He looked up, and their eyes locked.

She was trembling with a raw need that made him thankful he was kneeling.

This moment between them was pivotal. This was not merely some tryst. But he did not have the time to figure it out.

Pulling her to the ground with him, he swept her lips up in a deep kiss, his tongue saying what his voice could not.

Laying her against the grass, he stayed true to his word and continued to ravish her all over.

The swell of her stomach, the hollows behind her knees, her dainty toes.

She was now shivering, panting, and tossing her head.

It was time he turned his attention to what they both desperately wanted.

He spread her legs to find her glistening core ready and waiting.

Foregoing his usual finesse, he simply devoured her.