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.Jasper pressed the handle and carried Katherine inside.~27~Katherine imagined this is how mere mortals felt upon entering the dragon’s lair.She shoved aside such silly musings as Jasper carried her over to his wide, four-poster bed, and deposited her amidst the center of the soft, feather mattress.A little grunt escaped her at the unexpectedness of the movement.She shoved herself up on her elbows and eyed her husband.Jasper shrugged free of his jacket and tossed it to the ground.His black waistcoat and shirt followed.Her mouth went dry as his hands went to the fastenings of his form-fitting breeches.Then he turned his attention to her.Oh, God, I will never have enough of him.Then, with the infinite gentleness she’d come to expect from him, Jasper sat at the edge of the bed.He held his arms out and Katherine scrambled onto his lap.She captured his face in her hands.“I love you, Jasper.” Katherine willed him to hear the strength of her profession.“I…”He kissed her until all rational thought fled with the magic of his kiss.His hands worked her gown up over her ankles, calves, ever higher, and then around her waist.The cool night air slapped her skin belied by the warmth of his kiss.Then his expert hands moved to the back of her gown.Jasper paused.“I.Thought.I said.No buttons.” He punctuated the hoarse command between deliberately placed kisses to her eyelids, earlobe, the corners of her mouth.Katherine moaned, and arched her neck back.“I don’t have any other gowns,” she managed to rasp.He helped turn her around and devoted his attention to sliding each one of her pearl buttons free of the tiny grommets along the back of her gown.Oh God, she’d never before realized how very much she detested buttons.“There,” he whispered, and slid the silly ivory ruffled satin gown down her frame.It fell past her hips, and Katherine kicked it off.Next, Jasper moved to her chemise and stays, removing them in short order so he’d bared her body to his hot gaze.Katherine expected she should feel some maidenly embarrassment for the heated manner in which he studied her.But all she felt was a hunger for more.For him.“What have you done to me, Katherine?” he groaned.Their bodies met; hers soft and curved, his hard, and muscle-hewn.Jasper worked his hand down between their bodies and stroked her damp core.“You are beautiful, Katherine.You’ve made me forget all the vows, all the pledges I’ve taken.I’m powerless against you.”His tantalizing words wrapped headily about her.She clamped her legs tight around his hand, a ragged moan slipped past her lips as Jasper’s thumb pressed into her nub.As if of their own volition, her thighs fell open.Her head fell back.“I love you,” she said again.Her words seemed to drive him to a frenzy.His lips slanted over hers, his tongue forced its way inside and she met his in a bold, nearly violent parry, even as his hand continued to deliberately torment her womanhood.Jasper’s fingers caressed her moist center and she arched her hips, struggling to open her eyes.He broke their kiss, and she moaned in protest, mourning the loss of him.“You are so beautiful,” Jasper rasped out.He inserted a finger in her center.Her eyes slid closed at his words, and he continued to caress her.Those words, when uttered as they were, hoarse with passion, Katherine found she believed him.“Do you like that, Katherine? If you tell me you do, I shall give you more than you’d ever imagined.”More than this volatile storm raging through her?“I do,” she cried.“That is, I do,” he teased her nub, and she caught her lower lip between her teeth.“Oh, goodness.I do, like it, Jasper.Please,” she implored.She could not survive this passionate torture, no matter how much she reveled in his ministrations.Jasper lowered her to the mattress and followed her with his body.He inserted his shaft inch by agonizing inch.Beads of sweat dripped from his brow.Heat filled her at the hungry desire reflected in the near black of his emerald stare.Jasper’s breath grew labored, and then he plunged deep inside her.Katherine cried out, and then he began to move.Her hips rose and fell to match his steady, rhythmic thrusts.I love you.I love you.I love you.Katherine didn’t know if the litany filled the air around them or merely rang inside her head.But she loved him.He thrust again.With a savage intensity that terrified her.He withdrew.And her heart would belong to him.He plunged deep.Forever.Katherine’s body stiffened, and then she exploded in a burst of flashing colors of the Vauxhall Gardens fireworks she’d once viewed.Jasper’s muscles went taut beneath her fingers.His face contorted in a paroxysm of rhapsody and agony, and then he spilled his seed inside her body as she convulsed around him.He collapsed, and braced himself above her until he could once again breath, and then rolled away from her.A sated smile tugged at her lips and she curled against her husband’s side.Jasper’s arm hovered a moment about her, and then he pulled her close.With the fire’s embers popping in the hearth, and the cool winter air howling against the windowpane, Katherine drifted off to sleepA deep rumble pierced the edge of Katherine’s consciousness.Her lashes fluttered open.She yawned and blinked back the thick fog of sleep.She struggled to adjust to the dimly lit room as she tried to sort out her whereabouts.Another bear-like rumble caught her notice, and she looked around.Her gaze alighted upon her husband sprawled on his back, a broad arm draped over his brow, his lips slightly slack in his slumber.She flipped onto her side and studied him.How very unguarded, how very uncomplicated he appeared with the hard, edge of wakefulness stripped free.He shifted, drawing her attention to his broad, muscular chest covered in a spriggy mat of dark curls.She hesitated, and then caressed the delicate wisps of hair
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