Falling Into Bed with a Duke (The Hellions of Havisham, #1)

by Lorraine Heath

“I don’t want to disappoint you.” He slid up her, took her lobe between his teeth, and she moaned low. “You’re in my arms,” he whispered hoarsely. “How could I be disappointed?”

“Spare me this interminable torment. Marry me, Minerva. We can have this every night, every afternoon, every morning,”

“Dear God, how can you possibly believe there is any part of her that is equal to nothing?”