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body
built to a screaming pitch. She could feel every inch of his
massive length stroking into her depths and the scratch of his
balls as the twin weights slapped her exposed flesh.
    He was crushing her muslins and getting
grease all over her chemise, but she didn't care.
    "Help me!" she cried.
    He slipped his hands under her
well-lubricated flesh and jiggled her back and forth. "Move!"
    A tiny buzz lodged in Honoria's belly. She
wasn't aware she'd started shouting until Robbie slapped a hand
over her mouth. He reached down between them, fingers pushing
through the delicate folds of her now swollen slit and grabbed her
nub roughly. Honoria screamed into his palm, eyes wide.
    The muscles on Robbie's stomach clenched and
he bit back a roar as he tried to push through her with his cock.
Finally, he collapsed and rolled off, arms out flung.
    A thin whisper of music came from the ball,
barely noticeable over the sound of snoring and kitchen noise.
    Honoria waited until her breathing evened out
before she sat up. Her entire body throbbed, strangely unfulfilled.
"I need to go before people notice I'm missing."
    Robbie handed her the thin wooden busk and
she slipped it back into her corset. The heavy embroidery on her
gown hid the worst of Robbie's depredations, but she still felt his
thrusts and doubtless it was her imagination, but her skirts
smelled like sex. She pushed the wrinkled flounces back into
place.
    Robbie waved from his position on the bed.
"Don't stay up too late. You've a long day ahead of you."
    Knowing he referred to the fox hunt organized
by her father, Honoria sighed. Everyone at Cross Willow knew how
much she loathed the hunt. "If only I didn't have to go."
    "You're a lady," said Robbie. "It's
required."
    Honoria made a face and started down the
narrow hall.
    It had seemed like a long time, but she could
still hear the distant sound of a waltz and knew the ball wasn't
nearly finished.
    She finally exited the servant's quarters and
came out in the East wing behind a curtain. There were several
curtained alcoves along the ornately decorated corridor. Her father
was a stickler and refused to let servants ruin the perfect
symmetry of the many statues he had lining the walls. Servants were
expected to duck into an alcove and remain there until the family
passed.
    Not that Honoria had such alcoves in her
wing.
    She peeked out from behind the curtain and
made sure no one was in sight before walking quickly to the next
alcove. Sliding into the shadowed depths, she took a deep breath
and shrieked into the hand abruptly clamped to her mouth.
    "Mpmf!" she exploded, kicking and
fighting.
    "Much as I enjoy your thrashing," whispered
Danton. "I'd advise you to be still. There are too many ears." His
hand slid down her body and pushed at her skirts until he found the
juncture of her thighs. "You are a hot little baggage and I dearly
enjoyed watching you."
    "You dare!" Honoria swung her fist up to box
his ears.
    He caught her fist easily. "Naughty little
puss," he breathed. "That was a compliment. I saw you watch the
stable-lad and I watched you in turn."
    "How could you?" she sobbed.
    His voice was lazy and amused, "How could you , my dear? It's not every woman that likes buggery."
    The flush rising from her chest to her jaw
scalded her. "I…"
    "Don't apologize," whispered Danton. His lips
brushed the side of her throat. "I quite enjoyed it."
    "How could you watch me?" she finally
choked out.
    His finger pushed into her and swirled around
her nub, making her jump. "I suspect you were mad with passion and
enjoyed the rough handling, else how would you be able to take such
a large man into such a small hole?"
    She pushed his hand down and away. "I hate you!"
    "You hate my honesty? I'm wounded."
    Footsteps came down the hall and paused in
front of the statue of Aphrodite. "Magnificent," said a plummy male
voice.
    "I've always thought so," said Honoria's
mother. "She was birthed from the foam of Uranus's genitalia and