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Julian grimaced.“Having witnessed your reaction, I believe it must be an acquired taste.”He swallowed his own brandy with obvious enjoyment.

Acquired or otherwise, Georgiana could now feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading from her abdomen to the rest of her body.One of the positive effects being that she now felt less nervous about kissing Julian.

Georgiana stood to move around the table.“Sit back, please.”The moment Julian did so, she sat on his muscular thighs, placing one of her arms about his shoulders as she lifted her face to his.“I have been longing to do this all evening,” she confided before pressing her lips against Julian’s.

He remained tense and unresponsive at first, but then it was as if a dam had burst inside him as his arms moved about her waist and held her tightly against him while his lips tasted and plundered hers.

Georgiana’s lips parted, inviting deeper intimacy, an invitation Julian accepted.

They were both breathing hard by the time Julian ended the kiss to press his forehead against hers.“Do you trust me?”

“Implicitly,” she answered without hesitation.

“Will you allow me… There is a way we can make love together, to pleasure each other, without…without…”

“Penetration?”Georgiana supplied.

He gasped.“Dear God…!”

She smiled at his obvious shock.“I am not some silly nincompoop who has the vapors when anything in the least intimate or sexual is mentioned,” she assured.

“I never thought you were,” he assured.

“I am not experienced in such things myself,” she admitted.“But I do have two friends who are married.And one of them is not in the least discreet when it comes to marital relations.”Chloe Lord, now the Duchess of Hellsmere, had regaled her several times with how glorious physical relations were with her husband.Lily, Duchess of St.Albans, had assured her of the same, but with less detail.“But I should very much like to experience some of those intimacies with you,” she added huskily.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“Absolutely,” she echoed firmly.

“This cannot be allowed to happen again,” he warned.

“Then we must enjoy it to the fullest this evening.”

Julian gave a triumphant groan as he swept her up into his arms before rising easily to his feet.He carried her across the room to place her gently prone on the chaise, situated close to the warmth of the lit fire, before moving to lie on top of her and continuing their interrupted kissing.

Georgiana moved to better facilitate the movement as Julian unfastened the buttons on the back of her gown.He pulled that material and her chemise down far enough at the front that her breasts were completely bared to his avid gaze, the engorged nipples a deep rose color.

“So beautiful,” Julian admired before lowering his head to suck one of those nubbins into the heat of his mouth.

Georgiana’s hands rose so that her fingers could become entangled in his hair as the moist rasp of his tongue caused hot shards of pleasure to course through the whole of her body.

His lips released that nipple before moving to capture its twin, Georgiana now able to see her wet and swollen nipple.Julian’s hair looked very dark against the paleness of her skin, adding to the eroticism.

Her back arched the moment she felt the tips of Julian’s fingers breach the entrance to her drawers.

“You are so deliciously wet,” Julian released her nipple to groan against her throat as those fingers stroked along that length before the soft pad of his thumb settled on the pulsing nubbin above.Stroking her as the tip of one finger penetrated her entrance but did not press any deeper.

It was enough to send Georgiana over the edge, strong waves of pleasure holding her in their grip for long, ecstatic minutes.

“Can I see and touch you too?”she pleaded when that release had subsided to mere ripples of pleasure.

Julian’s eyes were as dark as the darkest emeralds when he looked at her.“Are you sure?”

“Very.”

He gave a jerky nod before reaching down to unfasten his pantaloons and drawers.He pushed them down far enough to release his cock.

Georgiana’s breath caught in her throat, her gaze heated, as she stared down at that long and thick flesh.Veins throbbed along its length, the bulbous head the color of ripe plums and wet with the release bubbling from the slit at the top.The thought of that length and thickness ever fitting inside her was?—