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    Forever Yours
    Forever Yours
    Forever Yours
    Ebook62 pages56 minutes

    Forever Yours

    By Charlotte Featherstone

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    Despite their love for each other, lovemaking has become routine and predictable for the Duke and Duchess of Sutcliffe.

    Desperate to save their marriage, they begin exchanging passionate, erotic missives detailing needs and fantasies they never before dared to express. Soon, they're acting out those fantasies and discovering a consuming desire like none they've ever known. . .

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins Publishers Australia
    Release dateAug 1, 2014
    ISBN9780857999771
    Forever Yours
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    Charlotte Featherstone

    Charlotte Featherstone writes erotic historical romance, and historical romance for Harlequin Spice, and HQN Books. Her writing style has been described as beautiful, haunting, emotional and sensual. Charlotte lives on Lake Erie's North Shore in Ontario Canada, with her husband, daughter and two lovable but ill behaved dogs. Charlotte's website address is www.charlottefeatherstone.net  

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      Forever Yours - Charlotte Featherstone

      Chapter One

      Her body was weeping for his touch.

      He knew it, understood it, the need growing inside her. She sensed his desire as well; heard it in the way his breath caught then rasped against her cheek in hurried, uneven caresses.

      Hands, sliding beneath the cool bedcovers, searched until they found each other. Fingers laced, his long ones slipping between her delicate ones, gripping, clutching, holding…

      Look up at me.

      He didn’t. Instead he climbed atop her, straddling her thighs with his hard ones as he slid his palms beneath the hem of her nightrail, the pads of his thumbs brushing her thighs in feathery strokes, a silent command to open to him.

      Yes, touch me…stroke every inch of me with those beautiful hands.

      God, how she adored his hands—all hot, hard palms and long elegant fingers. Fingers with just the right amount of smooth skin and calloused edges. How those hands could bring such pleasure, such exquisite delight.

      Slowly, teasingly, his expert fingers trailed up and over her inner thigh. Holding her breath, Elizabeth waited to feel him part her sex with one long, tapered finger, before sinking inside her wet and willing body. A body that had been ready—waiting—for him all night.

      As the passion built and the ache in her womb intensified, her mind drifted, fantasizing of all the things she wanted him to do to her. Mentally, she saw his hand roaming every inch of her body then filling her with two fingers, then three…then his tongue.

      She moaned, allowing her lashes to flutter closed. How long it had been since he’d made love to her with his mouth. She wanted to put her hands on his shoulders and guide him down her body. To hold his mouth against her and demand that he take his time licking and stroking, leaving no inch of her undiscovered.

      Knowing what she needed, he stroked her with the tip of his finger, petting her until she could stand the wait no longer, until she had fisted the sheet between her fingers and allowed the image of his dark head between her legs to take over. She could come like this, with her fantasy and his light, teasing touches. Yet she did not want to have an orgasm by simply remembering what she had dreamt he did to her. She wanted the real thing. His mouth against her, the feel of his lips, the scrape of his stubble, the hot stabs of his tongue and breath against her as she arched and shook.

      She was weary of fantasizing. Tired of dreaming of sex acts she craved, yet were never performed.

      Kiss me, she pleaded in her mind, terrified to give voice to her yearnings, to let him know how unsatisfied she had been these past months. It has been so long since we have kissed like lovers.

      Thunder rumbled across the heavens and a flash of lightning lit the sky. Outside her bedroom window, Elizabeth saw the tops of the trees blowing in the wind, which was growing violent. Another roll of thunder…another bolt of lightning.

      No, not yet…not yet…please…She moaned, tossing her head on the pillow as his hands cupped her bottom. He raised her hips to meet his hard arousal.

      Not yet…

      Even she did not understand the truth behind that silent plea. Was the entreaty skipping through her thoughts because she felt it too soon for him to take her, now, when her body was just beginning to heat, or was she praying that Mother Nature could hold off the storm for just a bit longer…just a few minutes longer…

      Fuck! He needed to get inside her—now. Goddamn her, why did she insist on wearing a nightgown to bed? All these layers of ruffles and lace were impeding him from finding her quim and sinking his cock deep inside her. And his damned fingers, they were shaking like those of an untried youth, preventing him from doing anything but fumbling like a novice as he drowned in ruffles.

      She writhed beneath him, her thighs moving languidly along his. Her soft belly brushed against his cock as she twisted and squirmed. He pressed it against her softness, needing to sink into something until he could once again find the blasted hem of her gown and shove it to her hips.

      He should just tear the damn thing from her, ripping it to shreds and exposing her so that he could feel every inch of her against him. All that warm soft flesh…

      Thunder cracked, rattling the windowpane. He felt her stiffen beneath him. Heard her stop breathing as she listened to the sounds of the night and the storm that raged outside. No, not yet. He cursed, ruthlessly shoving the hem of her nightrail to her belly.

      It was dark

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