Rose in Bloom (Sex and the Season 2)

“What? I don’t understand.”

“Find the marquess, too. I believe he’s acquainted with this man. Evidently he’s our second cousin.”

Adams grunted, blood squirting from his nose. Two of the servants bound his hands behind his back and lifted him to his feet. “It’s off to the ice house with you,” one of them said, and they led him out of the stable.

“I say, Xavier,” Cameron said, slapping him on the back with more nerve than he felt. “I always knew I wanted you on my side.”

“I’m glad I could help. Can you forgive my earlier actions?”

“It’s already forgiven. If you hadn’t acted earlier, both Rose and I would have been here when Adams showed up, and we’d both surely be dead by now.” Cam smiled, his shuddering finally starting to subside. “Now let’s get cleaned up. I believe there’s supposed to be a wedding here on the morrow.?

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Epilogue

After Auntie Iris and the Earl of Brighton became husband and wife, Rose and Cameron sneaked outside.

Rose sighed as Cameron drew her into his arms and kissed her. “You know,” she said, “this is the exact spot where we nearly made love after Lily’s wedding.”

Cameron trailed tiny kisses over her jaw line, the nape of her neck, and her shoulders which were nearly bare in her summer ball gown. She shivered at his touch, and her nipples tightened under her corset.

“And here we are, after yet another wedding.” Cam nibbled on her skin. “Whatever shall we do?”

“I’ve an idea.” Rose guided Cam’s hand underneath her dress. Her pussy quivered as she anticipated his heated touch.

Cameron gasped, and then chuckled. “Naughty girl. No drawers?” He slid his fingers through her folds. “And so wet, my lady. So wet for me.”

“For you, my lord.” She sighed against his neck, inhaling his salty scent. “Only for you.”