Ultimate Night’s Delights
Julian and Annabelle are back for the final ball!
The Midsummer and Midwinter Balls changed Julian and Annabelle forever. Vincent, the Marquis of Demby, and his wife, Sabrina, introduced them to a world of erotic pleasures. Freed from their inhibitions, they now help other shy couples explore their sexual urges and hidden desires.
But life on Vincent and Sabrina’s estate is anything but tranquil. The notorious Duke of Blackwell has discovered the secret about the naughty balls and is out to destroy the marquis.
Vincent refuses to deny the rumors about the “anything goes” parties he hosts, and turns to his friends for assistance. Together, they devise a plan to defeat the Black Duke… and still find time for a few wicked games.
Note: Although this novella is part of a series, each book stands alone as an individual read.
“This scandal is going to ruin me,” Vincent snapped as he strode into the marble foyer.
Julian stood halfway down the staircase, watching as the marquis threw his hat on a nearby chair. “You’ve returned early. I hope your trip wasn’t—”
“My trip? The trip was fine. Everything was fine—until I got back here,” Vincent growled and ran his hands through his short red-brown hair. “Do you have any idea—”
“Oh, stop being so dramatic,” the marquise said, breezing into the foyer and pulling off her white satin gloves. “Everything will be fine, darling.”
“Are you sure, Sabrina? After this? Let’s hope you’re right. I need a drink,” Vincent replied and headed to the parlor.
“He’s been impossible lately,” Sabrina commented as she unhooked her maroon cloak and folded it over the chair.
Julian averted his gaze. Sabrina’s low-cut pink gown exposed most of her large breasts. He pulled his jacket down to cover his breeches. Damn. His erection was killing him. Five minutes ago he had been in the middle of making love to Annabelle when a servant banged on the door and announced that the marquis had returned early. He’d barely had time to pull on his clothes and compose himself before racing downstairs.
He descended the stairs and kissed the back of Sabrina’s bare hand. He peeked at her chest, and a rush of blood flooded to his cock. Damn.
“I know we were gone for two weeks, but did you miss us that much?” Sabrina asked, openly staring at the bulge in the front of his breeches.
He felt his face flush. Even though Sabrina was a marquise, she didn’t act prim and proper at home. In fact, she was far from what one would consider proper. “Annabelle and I were—” He cleared his throat. “We didn’t expect you home yet and were… upstairs.”
“I see.” Sabrina grinned. “Don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll be able to finish what you started soon enough. Vincent and I have had a long journey, and we’re looking forward to relaxing in the mineral bath. I do hope you and Annabelle will join us.”
“That would be lovely. Welcome home, Sabrina,” Annabelle said as she came down the stairs. She wore a sky blue and white dress with a low-cut lace bodice and lace sleeves. Her light brown hair was pinned up with a silver comb.
“Shall we go into the parlor and have a few drinks? There’s much to discuss, and I’m sure Vincent will need to rant and rave about this dreadful scandal,” Sabrina said.
“Yes, of course. I hope it gets resolved soon. I know the last two months have been rather difficult for him,” Julian replied.
Word had gotten out that the Marquis of Demby had been hosting wild sexual orgies on the estate. Someone had talked, and now everyone in the kingdom was wagging their tongues and spreading lies about Vincent and Sabrina.
Of course, the part about him hosting sex parties was true—they’d had lots of fun at the masked balls—but the invitation list was private, and everyone knew to be discreet. But someone had given the Duke of Blackwell sordid details about what went on at the Midwinter Ball, and now Vincent was paying the price.
He followed Annabelle and Sabrina into the parlor. Vincent was pacing the blue and gold carpet, muttering to himself. From the way his hazel eyes blazed and the set of his lean jaw, Julian knew he was furious. In the year he had known Vincent, he’d never seen him so angry....
There are three books in this series, all of which can stand alone, but are more interesting when read together. They take place in the 19th century as a young couple, Julian & Anabelle ar newlyweds, with no idea of how to make love. They bumble along for a while, neither being satisfied, until Julian’s father sends them to a couple who are known for teaching people the delights of the flesh.
In this third book, the whole teaching thing may come down around all the attendees at this ‘school’. So the couples have to band together to get rid of the threat to their lifestyle.
I liked these books, & the sex is volcanic. I think you’ll like them too. Although they can be read as stand-alone books, I wouldn’t recommend it. Get all three to stay in the story.
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