Tuesday, August 30, 2022

Teaser Tuesday - Jealousy

 

“My lady, would you like to experience some of what the Society has to offer?”

Anthony jerked his head around and scowled when he saw Lord Conyngham bowing to Miss Stuart. He had gotten close without Anthony even realizing. The rake was well known among tonnish circles, sometimes skating close to the line but never stepping a toe over it. While he was happy to take lovers among the most scandalous ladies of the ton, he never, ever touched a debutante or cause a lady’s ruin. Discretion was his byword.

If he’d known Miss Stuart was a debutante, he would have never approached her, but Anthony could hardly inform him of the fact, despite the jealousy now ripping through him. If Miss Stuart attempted to go off with the cad, instead of staying by Anthony’s side…

Suffice to say, she had better not.

“Thank you, monsieur, but Captain Browne is taking care of me admirably,” Miss Stuart replied throatily. Behind her mask, Anthony could see her green eyes dancing with amusement.

“I can see that he is an adequate escort, but when it comes to actually experience everything the Society has to offer, he seems woefully behind.” Conyngham’s grin grew when Anthony scowled at him.

“She said she’s fine,” he snapped, his arm muscle tightening and pulling Miss Stuart closer to him. It did not feel like enough, not with Conyngham eying her up and down like he was considering a dive into her exposed cleavage, and Anthony pulled loose his arm so he could wrap it possessively around her.

“We could always share,” Conyngham suggested devilishly. He looked meaningfully at Miss Stuart. “Have you ever-“

“Mine.” Anthony growled the word and swung her away from Conyngham, whose quiet laughter followed them down the hall as he directed her to the next room.

“Did you just try to claim me?” It was impossible to tell from Miss Stuart’s tone of voice how she felt about that.

Yes, he had.

No he did not want to talk about it.

“It is the only thing men like him understand,” Anthony said shortly. Which was doing Conyngham a disservice – he understood and respected the meaning of the word ‘no’ but he also enjoyed needling his contemporaries. Anthony cleared his throat. “That is to say…”

He groped for the correct words to negate his slander of Conyngham’s character while still protecting himself from exposing his own feelings.

“Oh, I believe I know what you meant to say.” Miss Stuart smiled serenely, giving Anthony the very uncomfortable feeling that she did know what he meant to say. Tugging his arm slightly, she pulled him toward one of the doors coming up. “Let us check in here.”

The room was empty when she opened it, as sometimes happened at Society events. Not every room was in use all the time. Anthony sighed, and then startled when she pulled him into the room anyway.

“Wha-?”

The door kicked shut behind them and grabbed his lapels, pulling him in for a kiss.

Duty warred with desire and the latter won out.

They had already spoken with quite a few members of the Society and heard the same refrain over and over again. Besides which, there were three others also investigating. If Miss Stuart wanted an illicit rendezvous with him…

Wrapping his arms around her, Anthony pulled her solidly against him, taking over the kiss with fervor. Miss Stuart moaned against his lips, squirming in his arms as his cock hardened.

Pressing her up against the door, he felt around for the lock… and found the door was lacking one.

Anthony tore his mouth away from hers to check. His eyes scanned up and down, searching for what he already knew was not there.

“No lock,” he said, as Miss Stuart turned her head to see what he was looking at. She cursed low under her breath. “Never mind. We will stay up against the door.”

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