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Was it better than all of your other lovers?

Her lips pursed as she swallowed back the question she wanted to ask. The last thing she wanted was to put the Duke off with questions like that.

Of course, he doesn’t want to talk about such things with me.

She was new to all of this, but that did not guarantee that the other ladies were. She had heard many ladies speak among themselves when they thought no one was listening during balls.Moreover, the Duke had told her that he usually preferred ladies with a lot more experience than she had.

Forget about all of that, Nora. What does it even matter? Why do you even care?

The last thing she wished to do after such a wonderful night was to ruin things with questions she had no idea why she wanted to ask.

He led her out of the washroom and back into the music room.

“I will try to support you,” he said suddenly, pulling her out of her thoughts.

“Make a plan and keep a watchful eye out for when you and your mother can escape.”

Her eyes watered as she stared at him gratefully. “You truly wish to help me?”

Samuel nodded immediately. “Of course. I told you that I would. All you have to do is let me know when you want to put your plan in motion, and I will take care of the rest.”

Nora sniffled, suddenly overwhelmed by her emotions. “Thank you.”

She’d been so caught up in her thoughts about what to do since her stepfather told her he would be sending her over to Lady Mathilda that she hadn’t had any moment of calm until she joined Samuel for another rendezvous.

“I’ll have the carriage prepared to take you back before daylight and before they start to wonder where you are.”

Nora sat still as the carriage took her out of the estate until she could no longer see the Duke. He had walked her out and stood there, waiting for the carriage to depart.move.

“Are there any truths to the rumors surrounding him?” she asked the empty carriage.

Contrary to all that had been said about him, the Duke had been so patient with her ever since they met. Not even after she had blackmailed him, threatening to expose him if he didn’t pay for her silence, had she felt wary of him.

Today was even more marvelous than any other time they had spent together. She giggled, stifling the sound so they did not hear her outside the vehicle, although she doubted they could hear her over the sound of the wheels on cobbled streets and the horses’ hooves.

The Duke had been so gentle with her. He made her feel things she’d never felt before. Her eyes closed as she remembered how his fingers and tongue had expertly worshipped her body until she couldn’t take it anymore. She had never thought she wouldever experience anything like this in her life. She was glad that it was him she felt it with and not anyone else.

She wanted to continue seeing him. At the beginning of their rendezvous, when she agreed to be his mistress for seven nights, she had agreed with the mind that seven nights wouldn’t be such a long time and soon she could forget all about it and never have to mention it ever again. However, she couldn’t imagine going on without seeing him ever again.

Even more, he had agreed to help her. Nora frowned. She was grateful that he wanted to help her, but she knew what that meant. It would likely be the last time she ever saw him again, other than during balls. She doubted she would be allowed to walk up to him for a conversation unless he spoke to her first. Somehow, walking up to him seemed like breaking an unspoken rule.

She heaved a sigh, suddenly feeling down. Nora tried to brush away the feeling, but she couldn’t. She had been brazen today. However, with the threat of being sent away, it was doubtful that she would ever experience something like that ever again with any man, so why wouldn’t she give in to the guilty pleasure?

Nora embraced the feeling of ecstasy at the thought of completely giving herself over to the Duke. She rubbed her hand up and down her chest to ease the pounding of her heart.chest.

Why is my heart beating so fast?

She rested her head on the window of the carriage and closed her eyes as her thoughts returned to Samuel.

CHAPTER TWELVE

“There is something quite different about you,” Benedict said as they climbed into the carriage.

“Really? I hadn’t quite noticed.”

A few days had passed since their last meeting, and Samuel still hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Nora and the night that they spent together. She’d been a breath of fresh air, different from all the others he’d been with.

She was such a pleasant woman. He loved how she gave in to her pleasure, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as he pleasured her. He loved the taste of her sopping center on his tongue and the sounds she made every time he sucked her clit into his mouth.

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