Free EscapeWithMe by Ruby Duvall

interrogation.”
    “William West is ill? Good riddance,” Webb spat. Ryder
nearly put the man on the ground. His shaking fist ached to break a bone in
Webb’s face.
    “Mr. Webb, I must ask that you leave,” Mrs. Hayes said. Ryder
pulled his eyes away from Webb and saw that the same hulking man who had manned
the front door now stood behind the bawd. “Mr. Hull will see you out, sir.”
    Webb spoke through a stiff jaw. “Of course, madam.” He
turned to Ryder. “I know of your brother’s debts and habits. I’ll find him
eventually.” Webb then addressed Samantha, having thus far ignored her. “You
have my apologies, miss. Please forgive me.”
    Ryder looked over his shoulder at her. Her eye contact with
Webb was brief and she said nothing to him. She dropped her gaze only to look
up at Ryder. Her deep-red hair had mostly fallen from its arrangement atop her
head, the thick locks hanging about her smooth neck and shoulders. Her unique
locket dangled just an inch above the neckline of her chemise. Her cheeks were
still flushed and she was doing her best to hide behind the bedclothes.
    The intimidating Mr. Hull was silent as he tailed Webb from
the room.
    Rather than leave, Mrs. Hayes pushed the door nearly shut.
“Far be it for me to linger, lieutenant, but I have information you’ll want to
hear.”
    “About?”
    “Your brother, the one Mr. Webb is looking for.”
    “He has been here.” He had heard that Mrs. Hayes had
dealings with his brother, and it was lucky coincidence that he overheard her
name at the theater. Once he knew that Samantha was one of hers, he couldn’t
pass up the opportunity.
    “Several times. In fact, he was here yesterday.”
    “Are you aware of his current whereabouts?”
    She nodded. “He’s to spend this evening playing faro at Mrs.
Archer’s on New Bond Street.”
    “Do you know the house number?” Mrs. Hayes shook her head.
“Very well. If you would oblige me by waiting outside, madam, I’ll be taking my
leave shortly.”
    “ Oui, monsieur . I’ll be at the stairs,” she
said with a quick curtsy. She shut the door behind her. Ryder turned back to
the bed just as Samantha let out a sigh of relief.
    “Well,” she said, “that explains a lot.”
    “Don’t let it concern you. In fact, I’d appreciate your
silence.”
    “What would you give me for my silence?”
    He paused in the middle of tying his cravat, not
anticipating Samantha’s question. “What would you want?”
    “I need you to come back tomorrow.”
    Grinning, he made a presentable knot in his cravat. He then
leaned over her to grab his vest and stopped to speak in her ear. “Madam, rest
assured that on the morrow, I shall return to spend the night between those
beautiful thighs.”
    “You think I’ll let you do this again, huh?”
    He shrugged into his vest. “No matter the reason why you’ve
asked me to return, I shall have you, and I shall finish the both of us with
your legs around my waist.” Her face betrayed her shock, but she covered it up
quickly.
    “We’ll see about that.” Her chin went up, her lips pressing
together.
    A rough sound rose from the back of his throat. He tore the
bedclothes from her hands and hauled her to her feet. Her gasp of surprise made
his heart pound even faster. He kissed her, clamping her against him with one
hand at her waist and the other cupping her delicious backside.
    He smugly noted that she did not try to turn her face away,
nor did she attempt to keep his tongue out. Instead, she tilted her head to
allow for a deeper kiss and sweetly parted her lips beneath his kiss. He took
full advantage and pressed his still-swollen cock against her abdomen. He savored
her taste, breathed in her clean scent and stroked her soft curves. He moaned
at the thought of thrusting himself inside her.
    When she looped her arms around his shoulders, he remembered
that he couldn’t stay. He growled in frustration and lifted his head. Her
expression was surely the same as