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“That’s it Jo, take me. Take all of me,” Arthur moaned and continued to thrust inside her as he levered himself up so that he could pound harder into her.
Linc rolled over and watched for a moment before he leaned over and sucked on the nipple closest to him.
The tug of his mouth sent desire rippling down her body that entwined with all the pleasure Arthur was delivering. “I-I’m going to come.” She arched her breast up into Linc’s mouth as Arthur worked in and out of her body.
Arthur groaned. “Yes. Come for us. One more time, Wood Sprite.” He gritted his teeth and surged into her again and again.
Her orgasm slid through her, a gentle wave of pleasure that seemed to buffet her as she lost all ability to speak. Linc’s mouth continued to suck and pull on her nipple and Arthur pounded into her until he stiffened and sank inside her one last time as he cried out.
“Jo! Fuck.”
The three of them lay there in a post-sex heap of erotic bliss, and Jo’s heart swelled with all the love she felt in that moment for the two most wonderful men she’d ever met.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Afteradelightfulthreedays of privacy, Jo declared she missed her son and wished to collect him from Stone and Theo. Arthur sent around a note so there would be time to get Matthew ready to leave while they dressed themselves. With all the wandering hands and eyes, it was a miracle of Jo’s resolve to see her son that they were eventually presentable and ready to depart.
As they walked into the entrance hall of Stone’s townhome, a not-so-small bundle of energy hurled itself into Jo’s legs, nearly toppling her over. The happy tears she shed as she hugged her son had Arthur’s throat closing as memories of his own parents—and ultimately their loss—bubbled to the surface in a most uncomfortable and unexpected fashion.
A hand squeezed his arm, causing him to glance over at Linc. The man who’d stolen part of his heart gave him a sympathetic look before he turned a sparkling smile to the boy, now wrapped around his legs.
Jo looked over at Arthur, concern dancing through her speckled green eyes. The dark flecks he could sometimes see always seemed to come out when she was upset. Determined not to ruin this moment for her or Matthew, Arthur reined in his memories and tried to find the peace he’d long ago grabbed a hold of. It served no one, least of all himself, when he allowed the sadness of his past to have control.
He summoned a smile for Jo that had her brow smooth out as Matthew latched on to his legs next.
With a peal of excitement, the boy asked, “Can we, Uncle Arthur? Can we go to the park?”
Arthur wasn’t sure what he’d missed, so he shot a glance at Linc and Jo in turn.
Linc took pity on him. “I think we’d better save a trip to the park for another day. Your uncle and I have an errand to run after we deposit you two at home.”
Arthur let out a breath on a whoosh. He hadn’t been sure if either Linc or Jo had made the suggestion, and hadn’t wanted to countermand one of them. But it simply wasn’t safe for Matthew or Jo to be in such a public and wide-open space right now. Hopefully, after their errand, that would change.
Disappointed, the boy nodded. “I suppose so.”
“I think perhaps there may be a treat for you when we get home. Cook has made a special treat for the new master of the house.” Jo grinned as her son was instantly distracted by that exciting bit of news.
With a crisis averted for the moment, they managed to remove themselves from Theo and Stone’s foyer.
Linc looked at Arthur as the carriage rumbled toward Jo’s former home. Lord Downs had installed himself and his family there post-haste after her escape. It was easy to imagine the greedy couple occupying the Lord and Lady’s chambers, congratulating themselves with smug faces.
When would they figure out just how much a house of that magnitude cost to maintain in London?
Soon, he suspected. Very soon.
The carriage rolled to a stop and the door was opened. They exited the vehicle and quickly climbed the steps to the front door.
Arthur reached up and firmly rapped the knocker against the door. As they waited, he looked at Linc, his brown eyes darkly intense. “Be prepared for anything.”
“No question. The man is a loose cannon.” Linc nodded, acknowledging that this conversation could go sideways far too quickly.
The door opened, and a man stood there. It was not Bell, the previous butler. Linc wondered if this was Jasper who Jo had fired.
“Good day, my lords.” The butler bowed stiffly, just enough to be courteous.
“The Earl of Dunmere and Baron Lincolnshire, to see Lord Downs.” Arthur stood ramrod straight next to him as he explained who they were.
“Just a moment, my lords.” The man closed the door and left them standing on the front step.
