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there. She’d have to launder all his shirts and scrub him with her soap and then he’d smell like Jeremy. “She fussed at me for thinking she wouldn’t. She knows how much he means to you.”
    “This is perhaps the first time I’ve truly understood the advantages of being the grandson of a duke.” Jeremy laughed softly. “If I hadn’t been…”
    Cordelia placed a finger across his lips. “Don’t say it. You’re right. You’re here now.”
    “Cordy,” he said with a sigh. He sounded as if he was going to say something terribly important, and suddenly she didn’t want to hear it. She didn’t want words. Instead she quickly kissed him, not bothering to hide her need for him. He was surprised at first but then kissed her back, slanting his lips across hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth and returning passion for passion.
    When they broke the kiss she was panting. “It’s been ages since I’ve had you inside me,” she whispered. “I’m empty.”
    Jeremy wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her hips to his. He was already hard. “God, Cordy, I missed you. I missed how open you are about all this.”
    “All this?” she said with a laugh. “Shall I use naval talk?” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “Fuck me.”
    Jeremy laughed in delight. “I never should have taught you that word. You naughty minx.” He spun her around and untied her apron. After she pulled it off he swatted her behind. “Upstairs. I mean to have my way with you.”
    “Thank God,” she said with very real gratitude. She was already throbbing and ready, just the thought of Jeremy’s possession making her ache for it. This was without a doubt her favorite part of marriage. If she could she’d keep Jeremy in her bed for days. But she couldn’t, not with Rhys staying here with them. She only prayed she’d be able to lie with her husband without dreaming of Rhys too.
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    Jeremy was so hard for his wife it was all he could do not to drag her down on the steps, throw her skirts over her head and sink into her. He’d done it before. She’d always loved erotic play, from the first time she’d welcomed him into her bed. She was an enthusiastic and adventurous lover and he reveled in it. It was one of the reasons he knew she’d eventually relent and let Rhys into their bed. She loved to fuck. It was as simple as that. And she was very good at it. She’d taught him a thing or two about pleasure, even innocent as she’d been when he took her virginity. She knew what she liked and she wasn’t ashamed to ask for it.
    She’ll enjoy having me and Rhys together.
    The thought had his cock throbbing. He wanted to watch her fuck Rhys. God, how beautiful they’d be together. And she’d love Rhys’ cock, so big and thick. He’d seen it when he’d taken care of Rhys in Algiers and bathed him. She had a cunt made for it.
    When they got to their bedroom they were both breathless. Cordy closed the door quietly and then she ran to him, kissing him boldly, her tongue taking his mouth furiously, her hands frantically working to free him from his clothes. Jeremy kissed her back, rubbing his cock against her hip through their layers of clothes. He needed skin. He shoved her away roughly. “Get undressed,” he ordered. “Now.”
    She didn’t argue. She never did. She complied readily, but when she tried to whip her chemise over her head it got caught in the pins in her hair. “Ow,” she cried out. She peeked out at him from inside the garment. “I better slow down a bit.”
    Jeremy laughed as he tore his own shirt over his head. “Not too slow, or I’ll come without you.”
    “You better not,” she warned. “I’m dying to be fucked.”
    Jeremy laughed again. Rhys hadn’t believed him when he’d told him she had a dirty mouth in the bedroom. He couldn’t wait to hear her ask Rhys to fuck her the first time. Rhys would probably climax on the spot.
    She turned away as she pulled the chemise off, teasing him with