The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 8 (Part 16)

I lifted the cloth to my nose and sniffed. A sharp tang of the sea melded with my heavy musk. Woozily blinking my sluggish eyelids, I recalled what Louisa had said about no bastards from his lordship. I gazed down at the light glaze roped around my still erect nipples. My thighs clenched: I’d missed him marking me. Wiping myself with trembling fingers, I lurched upright; grabbing a chair, it made a slight screech as it slid backwards. On still wobbly legs, I crossed the study and stood near him. Naked, I peered out at the trim geometric botanical beds.

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2 Comments

  1. Oh, the tension…! And I love the idea of the Master marking her.

    *waits (not so) patiently, to find out what the Master has to say to a trembling, naked Ruby*

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