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swollen with his need, aching with it but for once it was not about him. Not this time.
    This was all about Sophie.
    Moving with slow deliberation, he set out to teach little Sophie Hartwell all the pleasures that could be experienced when a man made love to a woman. His mouth teased groans from her, his skillful fingers sliding between her legs to touch the warm centre of her womanhood, teasing the delicate nub into a paroxysm of ecstasy that had her shuddering beneath him, eyes flying open to stare blindly at the ceiling as wonder overtook her.
    ‘Oh!’ she whispered, ‘Oh dear God…’
    Roxburghe smiled. ‘And yet there is so much more to show you.’
    And there was.
    He moved to cover her body with his own, a hand on either side of her head to take most of his weight as he positioned himself, moving carefully. He was in such a heightened state that he knew it would not be long before he had to surrender to the urge to have her completely but he clamped down on it, desperate for control. Sophie was still looking up at him with such wonder on her face that he felt the cold knot inside him break apart, only to reform into something else; something whole.
    Bending his head, Dev kissed the woman beneath him fiercely and she responded, opening her mouth eagerly, tongue slipping in to meet his own. Her legs parted, anticipating him, too impatient to wait for his careful restraint because she arched towards him instinctively and he gave in, his erection pushing inexorably upwards into the tight warmth of her. She gasped and shuddered beneath him but there was no hesitation, no holding back. Her fingers entwined in his hair and they began to move together, rhythm instinctive, perfectly matched as they rocked together, building towards a climax each longed for, fused hip to hip as he surrendered his seed and they shattered together in the perfect, complete absolution of release.
    Dev’s arms pulled her close as they rolled onto their sides together, still joined, her leg curling over his own. The tremors were slowly subsiding, shaking them both and he pushing her dark hair back with a hand that was not quite steady.
    Sophie opened her eyes and looked into his. Her skin was flushed, her breathing fast and he decided that he had never seen any woman look lovelier. ‘I -’ One dreamy word.
    A smile curved his lips. ‘Yes, Miss. Hartwell?’
    Sophie let out a deep breath. ‘That was… unexpected my Lord.’
    ‘Call me Dev.’ His fingers continued to play with her hair, smoothing it back from her warm cheek. Her lips were slightly swollen from his kisses and he decided he liked them that way.
    ‘Dev.’ There was a small silence, then, ‘You still don’t have to marry me. Really, if you think about it, I’m not supposed to be here at all.’
    ‘That’s right,’ he agreed, flipping the quilt over them. They were still joined together and he was in no hurry to sever the connection. ‘You are here by accident. I hadn’t forgotten.’
    ‘So there is really no need…’
    ‘None at all.’ She was soft and pliant now but still infinitely desirable. He had the measure of it now. It had taken him by surprise last night, but now he understood.
    Sophie was his, now and forever. And he had no intention of letting her slip away.
    ‘So I suppose I could be… your mistress?’ The voice was sleepy now.
    Dev smiled. ‘Oh my little Sophie Hartwell. You have no idea…’
     
    ‘I think that it went well,’ Roxburghe said cheerfully as the carriage left Sophie’s family home behind.
    His loving wife gave him a disbelieving look. ‘Oh really?’
    ‘Your father is bordering on liking me while your mother… well, she’ll come around.’
    Sophie grinned. They had been on a fence mending visit to Cumberland to sooth her parents, greet her siblings and generally let the world know that, far from being ruined, Sophie was now a very respectably married woman. It might have been better if they’d gone several weeks beforehand