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Out of the corner of her eye, she couldn’t help but watch as Lucien stripped out of all his clothes. She couldn’t help but admire his perfect, muscular physique. It showed he spent a lot of time outdoors. As he turned towards her, she could see his cock jutting out in front of him.

Focusing on the tea, she took two cups and gave Lucien one and put the other on a table at the bedside. With a deep breath, Harriet walked around the bed to where Lucien was sitting.

“Would you mind loosening my dress?”

“Yes, of course.” He sounded to her like it was all he could do to answer her.

She moved her hair which she had left down to give him freer access to the back of her dress.

Sighing after he loosened it for her, she loosened it even more with her fingers until she could finally step out of the dress. Her undergarments followed before turning to climb up on the bed. It was so tall, there was a small set of matching stairs. She was curious as to how many other women had used it.

Chapter Fifteen

Two days laterthe sun finally came out. To their surprise, the draperies in both rooms had been opened recently. Lucien sat straight up, his face going from a sleeping cherub to a thunder cloud.

“Lucien? What’s wrong?”

He swung his legs over the bed, his manliness giving him away. “I gave specific instructions that no one was to enter our room until I gave the word. Today’s the day staff returns, but I was quite clear the master suite was off limits for the next two days.”

“Why, may I ask?” Harriet innocently asked.

“I want to have all the time in here to us for as long as possible. Whoever came in to open the draperies, might have caught us making love. I intend to find out who it was.”

“Lucien, is that necessary? I’m sure it’s just an innocent mistake.”

“I don’t accept mistakes,” he replied.

She tried to ease the tension she felt in him. “Could it have been your valet?”

“No, he’s not due until tomorrow along with your lady’s maid.”

Harriet pointed to the window. “The sun is finally out! You can show me around the estate.”

“So I see. I’m glad to see it too.” He pulled on his trousers and shirt and went to the rope pull and rang it. “Get under the covers. I’m going to see where breakfast is.”

“I would rather eat here if you don’t mind,” she said.

“Me too,” he replied with a naughty grin.

He left her in bed and went to where the tub was located. The house had been fitted with hot and cold running water and water closets. He knew this was where the footman would come in answer to his call.

When the young man came, Lucien asked him if things had been set up in the smaller dining room or if it would be brought up. The footman answered that the room had been set. Hearing that, Lucien informed him he and his bride would be taking all their meals for the next two days in the master suite as he had instructed.

Nodding, the flustered footman left promising Lucien their breakfast would be placed outside the sitting room door when it was brought.

Returning to the bed, he found his bride very close to sleep. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “Come on, sleepyhead. You might want to put a robe on. Breakfast will be here shortly.”

“I can stay here until they leave,” she replied without moving.

“Of course, you can, but I really think it would be appropriate if you had some form of clothes on.”

“You wicked man. Your mind seems to be staying on one subject, isn’t it?”

“I’m guilty as charged.” He playfully spanked her on her behind. “Now please put something on.”

Harriet found her robe and put it on but stayed perched on the bed until breakfast arrived. She snuggled into the pillows and pulled a blanket over her as she waited. She felt her eyes get heavy and felt herself give way to sleep. Surely, breakfast wouldbe brought in a matter of minutes. She only woke when Lucien gently shook her shoulder and whispered to her.

“Breakfast has arrived, my love.”