Viscount Lindhurst said with a smile.William’s stomach churned as he arranged his lordship’s cufflinks on the low dresser. “Good morning, my lord.”He’d stepped into the room only to find the viscount closed in the bath. He’d straightened the room, but the huge bed hadn’t needed much attention. The sheets were barely rumpled. The man had no doubt slept like the dead after fucking Posy in the library.“What should I do today, William?” the viscount asked as he dropped his robe. “I find I’m at sixes and sevens here at the manor.”“I’m sure you can find an occupation, my lord.”William tried to keep his gaze on his lordship’s clothing, but he couldn’t help eyeing the man’s body as he helped him dress. He was big like the earl, both his body and his cock. Muscular and defined, his back and legs and ass were like a statue’s. Pity he was as big a rogue as all the Hawks were, excepting the earl.“I’m afraid I don’t know the area.” The viscount stepped into his pants.
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