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asked.
    “He didn’t take anything,” Wisbech said. “Except my fiancée!”
    Elinor gasped. Jack had made off with the wrong woman. “Pardon me,” she said, interlacing her fingers to stop her hands from trembling. Oh, no. No…
    No!
    She wanted to scream in frustration but she knew she could not.
    At this very instant, Jack Badcock was most likely in the throes of ecstasy in another woman’s arms.
    Elinor shook with rage. She wanted to divulge his actions, to make him pay. Surely he knew he’d abducted the wrong woman. But then again, it had been awfully dark in that library and they’d had much too much to drink.
    The letters she’d written him had been very specific in sexual details. She had wanted to be tied, spanked, titillated—tortured.
    She clenched her fists. All those things were happening right now—to that coltish little Jezebel she’d seen accompanying Lord Wisbech !
    She reached for the door handle. “Please, step inside our coach. You must be worried sick about—what was her name, again?”
    * * * * *
    Sophia gripped the headboard. Ecstasy, so intense she could hardly tolerate it, rippled from the inside out. The muscles in her legs drew taut as she wrapped them around the highwayman’s shoulders and held him close. His tongue swirled and speared. His lips feasted. His fingers prodded and probed.
    The first orgasm had rolled over her in sudden ferocity. But this one burned and built in a slow and steady climb until she reached a precipice and toppled headlong over the edge.
    Her hands found and anchored his head. Her legs fell open and she tilted up and toward him. She’d never dreamed she would find such pleasure with another.
    Mewling, she lay helplessly until the last shivers of paradise subsided and melted away.
    With a gentleness she didn’t expect him to possess, he kissed the inside of her thigh.
    Sophia blinked sleepily and watched him as he kissed his way up her hip, across the slight swell of her tummy, higher. She buried her fingers in his thick hair. “This is heaven,” she whispered.
    “Indeed it is,” Jack replied and circled her areola with his tongue.
    He could lose himself in those beautiful breasts alone. Moving to the other one, he held and squeezed her tight body. She seemed younger than he remembered. Smaller.
    But there were other differences about her.
    Hesitant and curious at the same time, she returned his kisses with a reckless lack of restraint. The Elinor he’d known had been a wine-swilling, sexually experienced woman. Suddenly, she seemed more interested in exploring than in satisfying the lust for a new lover.
    He raised his head and looked into her hazel eyes. The tiniest smile pulled at her ruby lips. What if…
    No.
    He shook his head. Her coach had arrived at precisely the time they’d arranged to meet. Besides, he thought as he wrapped a lock of her black hair around his index finger, he would remember her thick tresses anywhere—having only the seen the back of her head the last time he’d fucked her.
    He decided to toss out a little test. Just in case. “This time is better, isn’t it?”
    “Every time with you is better than the last,” she said.
    He relaxed. It was Elinor . Why else would she have come along with him so willingly? Why would she have engaged in such taboo sexual acts without protest if she hadn’t arranged all this through her letters?
    “What did you think of your jewels?” he asked.
    She smiled. “I never imagined anything could make me feel so…so impassioned.”
    He toyed with the chain still skirting her hips. “Excellent. Then we shall surely play with them again later.”
    Her eyes darkened, the pupils almost filling the irises to turn them black. “And now?”
    “Insatiable,” he muttered as he shifted and prodded her with his cock until it slid inside.
    She arched and gasped as he filled her.
    “Black velvet,” he said in her ear as he began to move.
    “Black velvet?”
    “That’s what your cunny feels