Wickedly Wanton: A Ménage Regency Tale - Plot & Excerpts
Reddick had said a couple other things about what he expected her to do in the future. Sabine couldn't say she overly minded—not with arousal beating through her veins and her core wet and clenching for release. She didn't want Reddick, certainly not the way she wanted Aiden or even Faith. But his commands, the way he ordered her and taught her, aroused her in unexpected ways. After she'd tasted his cock and swallowed his seed, he'd fondled her breasts again until she thought she'd beg for him to take her. Always conscious of the need to keep her tryst with Aiden and anything she did with Faith a secret, she hadn't voiced a word. Now she, Reddick, and a stoic Faith sat in the parlor waiting for afternoon tea. Sabine hadn't realized how quickly their time had passed while she knelt before her soon-to-be husband in a house he'd rented solely to teach her. No matter how many times she thought that, reminded herself of that, she couldn't seem to accustom herself to the reality.
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