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Karen nodded and followed him up a winding flight of stairs leading from a doorway next to the fireplace. There was no landing. A few steps, and she was standing beneath the low attic ceiling. The windows were on a level with the uneven floor. They were open. The smell of roses crept in. It was a strictly masculine room: a mirror supported on a dressing table, a built-in wardrobe, a chest of drawers and a wide mahogany bed, neatly made, the duvet pulled straight. ‘You keep your house very tidy,’ she commented, remembering vividly the chaos of his flat, the floor strewn with books and papers, the dilapidated settee where she had lost her cherry. ‘I’ve a woman who “does”.’ He put the tray on the bedside table. Gin and tonic splashed into the glasses, topped with shaved ice and a twist of lemon. ‘Here’s to my assistant librarian,’ Tony said, smiling into her eyes as he toasted her. ‘I recommended you for your abilities, not because I expected to screw you, though I'll admit that wasn
Wild Desire FORBIDDEN PLACE 5
TONY LED KAREN up the meandering, holly-hock-bordered path to a house not far from his own. The whitewashed walls were dappled with ochre lichen and cushiony green moss. He produced a key and opened the oak front door, standing back with a flourish so she might enter. ‘Voila, madame! Your very own country retreat.’ ‘The marquis has given this to me?’ It was more than she had expected. ‘Not exactly, dear. It’s a tied cottage. Part of your wages. If you stop working for him you're out, lock, stock and barrel. Nothing is for nothing. These were designed especially to quarter the lord of the manor’s peons — field hands, groundsmen and foresters. Slavery wasn’t invented by the Americans.’ It was a carbon copy of Tony’s cottage. A basic one up, one down, with the later addition of a kitchen and bathroom built on at the back. ‘There’s not much room.’ Karen humped her holdall up the stairs and set it down on the patchwork quilt spread over the double bed. Tony followed her, a suitcase i
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‘You see how wonderful they are,’ Tony said unsteadily, hand working up and down the outside of his trousers, distended and dampened by his urgent cock-head. ‘It’s great to look at them with you here. You, of all people, who understand and appreciate them.’ Karen’s nipples and honey-pot were burning; the entire surface of her skin had become unbearably sensitive. She struggled for control. This was absurd and most unprofessional, throwing her into an ethical tizzy. She should be able to give a cool, unbiased assessment of the artistic merits of Dick Bedwell’s work. ‘I can see why they’re so valuable,’ was all she managed to gasp. Tony pushed the drawings to the far side of the table. ‘Lie down, Karen,’ he said in a dark, persuasive tone. There was no way she could deny him or herself as he pressed her back, the hard table edge cutting into her thighs. He possessed her lips hungrily, and she sighed with satisfaction at the feel of his tongue moving insidiously in the wetness of her
Wild Desire FORBIDDEN PLACE 7
THE AINSWORTH ARMS had merited a mention in every good-food guide covering Devon. Though its restaurant was fully booked, the landlord always kept a table in reserve for Lord Burnet or his friends. The pub occupied a prime position at the top of the main street winding down to the crescentshaped bay, an ancient hostelry which had opened its doors to travellers since the Middle Ages. That night was no exception. Every room had been taken, the holiday season being in full spate. Karen was charmed by this fine example of a traditional coaching inn, a place of sooted beams hung with polished horse brasses, and open fireplaces that would blaze with logs in cold weather. Gleaming copper warming-pans adorned the panelled walls, and a collection of willow-pattern china, ships in bottles, enamelled signs and a hundred and one curios. Their table was in the wide semi-circular window looking out over the harbour. The dying sun spread a dazzling copper path across the sea, and masts reared int
Wild Desire FORBIDDEN PLACE 8
Karen was no longer listening, her mind spinning as she watched Armina playing with herself, ripples of lust coursing down her spine to centre on her pulsating clitoris. When Armina moaned, eyes half closed with longing, the urge to help her achieve orgasm was the most powerful thing Karen had ever experienced. Without realising what she was doing, she touched the velvet-smooth mound and inserted a finger alongside Armina’s, deep within the hot, wet crease. ‘Do you still have your maidenhair, Karen? Is it chestnut or a lighter shade. May I see?’ Armina’s voice rang with excitement. ‘I've never — I’m no dyke. I like men,’ Karen began, tripping over the words. ‘That makes no difference.’ The elfin eyes smiled encouragingly. ‘If you've never tried, how can you tell? You may find you prefer women. Why restrict yourself? Enjoy the best of all possible worlds.’ ‘I’m not sure I want to.’ Armina moved away, scooped her dress from the floor and held out her hand. ‘Let’s continue this conv
Wild Desire FORBIDDEN PLACE 9
‘WHAT A JOB!’ Karen exclaimed from her perch on the library steps. ‘I shouldn’t think anyone’s been up here for a decade.’ Hot, dusty, she had already spent three days at it but so far had only scratched the surface of the monumental task of correlating the vast amount of undocumented material. ‘Take a break,’ Tony advised, looking up at her legs, bared to the tops of her thighs by her cotton shorts. A divine vista from where he stood — the shaded area under her buttocks, the seam running between them drawn tight against the rounded swell of her closed sex-lips. ‘You’re too darn conscientious,’ he continued, hands sunk deep in his pockets, the left one surreptitiously scratching his balls. 'There’s no desperate rush. It’s taken a couple of generations to get in this mess and you can’t expect to put it right in five minutes.’ Karen climbed down carefully, a pile of books in her arms. Placing them on the only available corner of the table, she brushed the back of her hand over her st
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When he withdrew, he kept his arms round her, his wet cock cooling against her belly. 'You’re OK,’ he murmured, his face radiant. 'You’re not so bad youself.’ With a smile, Karen moved so that his softening prick slipped away from her. She bent and retrieved her panties, stepping into them and then smoothed down her creased skirt. He tucked his penis away and zipped up. ‘I’d like to see you again,’ he said, with a disarming grin. 'I'm not looking for commitment,’ she warned, pushed her fingers upwards through her hair, fluffing it out. ‘And I’m not offering it.' He mounted the Harley. ‘Can I give you a lift anywhere?’ ‘I was on my way to Dower House.’ She got up behind him. ‘One of Lord Burnet’s women?’ She could not read his expression through the visor. ‘No. I’m working in the Blackwood library.’ ‘Good.’ ‘D’you know him?’ Karen fastened the chin strap of her helmet. ‘Yep. My dad owns Cassey’s Garage and we service his cars.’ ‘And the women? D’you know them, too?’ He nodd
Wild Desire FORBIDDEN PLACE 11
KAREN AND ARMINA cantered across the wide stretch of land joining the cliff tops. The wind was fresh, blowing from the sea, which rolled in remorselessly, pounding and crashing on the rocks far below. Huge clouds threw swiftly moving shadows over the mighty expanse of green water. Patches of sunlight broke through to cast a radiance on the curling white breakers. It was Saturday, and Karen had escaped the stuffy library, accepting Armina’s invitation to ride. She had brought equestrian kit with her, and Tayte Penwarden had fixed her up with a lively mare. Now she turned in the saddle and shouted to Armina, ‘I'll race you.’ Armina grinned, leaning over to slap her impatient mount’s finely arched neck gently. ‘All right. Where’s the finishing line?’ Karen pointed to a clump of stunted trees. ‘Over there!’ Her mare fidgeted restlessly, sensing a gallop. They shot off, two speeding arrows, one piebald, the other grey. Karen loved being in the saddle again. She had ridden since she was
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