Growing up a steward’s daughter on the grand Greenwich estate afforded her many opportunities. But life changed one fateful night, a reminder of who and what she was. Since then, she labored hard, building calluses...

Mr. Ryland was a riddle to unfold, an attractive one at that. The lone candle flickered behind him, outlining powerful shoulders, tempting solidness she wanted to test.”But an evening of harmless flirtation isn’t out of...

The saucy Miss Tottenham slipped the strawberry into her delectable mouth, all the while looking at Cyrus. His thigh muscles tensed inside the velvet prison of his breeches. Hot pleasure shot through his body at...

As to your senses, I shall treat them withthe utmost care.

Miss Mayhew, have you ever wondered how afreehold farmer got to be in such a fine place?

Claire coaxed free another loop of cloth. The slow side of cotton against cotton matched the soft tenor or her voice.’I have lots of talents Mr. Ryland. Listening is only one of them.

A woman on the verge of moral downfall ought to be well dressed. Claire’s particular transgression was gartered to her thigh, a paper hidden by yards of silk. She walked through the empty alley, confident...