He stood there on the drive, digesting that fact until his whole bodywas quivering then a sharp tension rose in his back and shoulders untilhe almost staggered in dizziness. A sigh bubbled up from his lungs,dagger-sharp and too big for his throat, then it came out and hisshoulders slumped, his head falling.He dropped to his knees, hands out to the path in front of him.He remained there, breathing laboriously, head hanging almost to theground.He was going to be Burt forever. Lady Ann had betrayed him. Lady Anndidn't care about him. She wanted him to stay like this. She wanted tomake his life a misery.He was never getting out of this.Not ever.He was going to stay who he was for the rest of his life."And isn't that what you wanted?"He jerked upright, hearing the voice and gaped at the gypsy woman fromthe fair, leaning against a tree, chewing a piece of grass, watchinghim."Eh?"She smiled, gazing at him with those piercing grey eyes of hers. "Youlook relieved."Burt's brow crinkled. "Wot. Happy wrenched control of my body as he stood up to take notice of Brook’s machinations. Brook yelped as I flipped her onto her back and covered her body with mine before she could move. Her nostrils flared, a sure sign she was aroused.“I think I found Santa’s gift,” I said, grabbing her hands and holding them over her head.Brook wiggled under me in a mock attempt to free herself. We both knew that if I were serious, she wouldn’t stand a chance. The sexual beast that lurked deep within me was pleased by her struggles. It fanned the fires of my desire to have her twist under me as my fit body pressed her into the mattress.Brook knew that I would never take things too far, despite her faux attempts to free herself. Her struggles abated when I began to kiss her neck and collarbone. I put both her wrists into one hand, reached down with the other between us, and hauled up her t-shirt. Last night, she’d stolen one of the new ones I’d gotten as a gift to sleep in. It was my Ian Bond one. I.
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