Another gulp. Another shudder. Another whimper.

Emmeline watched in clear fascination as he slowly seemed to make work of her skirts. She watched his muscles tense and ripple as he moved. She was unaware of the tightness in his trousers, fully focused on his chest and arms, even his face.

She whimpered again slightly as he pulled her legs so they were pressed even closer to one another. She easily hooked them around his waist, feeling the skin on skin contact.

But then she laughed. A sweet song of a laugh at his words that was cut off by another kiss. She had just dug her fingers into his arms to pull him closer, tightening her legs around his waist when a clearing of a throat reached Emmeline's ears causing her to freeze in an instant.

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