Ariadne's Diadem
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She smiled and stepped back, removing her underthings and footwear until at last she was as naked as that other lady had been all those years before.
Gervase’s appreciative gaze moved warmly over her, dwelling upon her firm breast, slender waist, and shapely legs. “You are very desirable. Your Grace.”
“And so are you, Your Grace,” she replied, and then smiled again. “We must reenact my fantasy properly.” Taking his hand, she led him into the wheat, and then drew him down. The golden ears swayed as she knelt beside him. Her green eyes shone as she began slowly upon his buttons.
The scent of honeysuckle was heady as the Duchess of Wroxford made love to her duke, and neither of them noticed the sudden breeze that stirred through the corn or heard panpipes in the distance.
Copyright © 1998 by Sandra Wilson
Originally published by Signet (0451186516)
Electronically published in 2008 by Belgrave House/Regency
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