{"product_id":"2940013292772","title":"The Secret Confessions of Lady H \u0026#x2022; Book 3","description":"Lady Amelia Holbrook’s search for the journal containing her erotic exploits culminates in an unusual dinner party at which all the suspects, Amelia’s former lovers, are present. But just as Grayson and Amelia are closing in on the thief, secrets from the pages of her scandalous journal threaten to destroy any future Amelia and Grayson could share.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo My Readers: All women have secrets they hold close to their hearts--past loves, secret desires, guilty pleasures and naughty nights they would never admit to in the light of day. But what if all of your friends, your co-workers and even your mother discovered all the secrets you had so carefully hidden away? This is the horror Lady H. faces in a time when even a hint of the unseemly could ruin an entire family socially and even financially. I hope you enjoy reading about all of Amelia’s erotic adventures and remember to keep your own secret confessions well hidden.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECRET CONFESSIONS OF LADY H - BOOK 3 by Bethany Michaels\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCopyright © Bethany Michaels, 2009\u003cbr\u003eAll Rights Reserved, RED SAGE PUBLISHING, INC.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEXCERPT FROM SECRET CONFESSIONS OF LADY H - BOOK 3\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Henry,” I whispered. “Lie on the bed.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe opened his eyes then and blinked as if he’d been dreaming. Dreaming of what? Another lover? I admit, my pride was hurt just a bit. But I knew I could make him forget all about whatever woman he was fantasizing about at that moment.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI smiled up at him. “Come. Lie down. I promise I won’t hurt you,” I teased.\u003cbr\u003eHe complied and sat on the edge of the bed. I tugged off his boots and slid his trousers off.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Lie down,” I said playfully pushing at his chest. I climbed on his lap facing him and kissed him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe kissed me back, a little awkward at first. I wondered, briefly, if it was possible he could be a virgin. But soon he was thrusting his tongue into my mouth and shoving hands through my hair, stroking my back and that thought vanished.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe lay back in the center of the bed. I untied his cravat unbuttoned his coat and waistcoat and pulled his shirt up until I could see his chest.\u003cbr\u003eI kissed a line down the center, trying to take it slowly, to prolong his pleasure and mine, but I was eager to taste him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt last I knelt between his thighs over his organ. I stroked him gently at first, teasing the wet tip with my finger. His breathing was erratic, and I could feel the rhythm of his heart in my hand. His hips arched up, begging for my mouth. I leaned onto all fours and granted his silent plea.\u003cbr\u003eHe gasped, his whole body stiffening. Was it possible, I thought, that no woman had ever done this for him? Not even a mistress? I decided that it was high time someone worshipped him properly. I laved the thick head of his cock with my tongue, paying close attention to the sounds he made and where the most sensitive spots were. I took him deep into my mouth, as far as a could down my throat, all the while stroking his shaft.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI was becoming more aroused, too and didn’t hear the door open or the footsteps that must have announced the presence of another person. I jumped when I felt the long slow glide of someone’s fingers moving across my backside.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I wondered were you had gotten off to, Amelia. I hope I’m not too late to join the party.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnslow.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe pressed his finger along the crevice between my cheeks and lower to stroke my wetness. I groaned and shifted back into his touch, Fire raged through me at his touch and once again I wanted him with a force that was impossible to deny.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy gaze darted to Lord Beaufort. His eyes were open now and he was staring not at me, but at Mr. Onslow with a kind of horror. But he didn’t protest, nor did he try to sit up. His cock twitched in my hands and a bead of moisture appeared at the tip. He wasn’t completely shocked then. Something here appealed to him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA very naughty, very decadent idea took form in my mind. A shiver of anticipation raced up my spine. I began to stroke Lord Beaufort again with my hands, as Onslow continued to tease me from behind. “Do you want Mr. Onslow to stay, Henry?” I asked in a whisper.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRED SAGE PUBLISHING, INC. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED","brand":"Red Sage Publishing, Incorporated","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47082592600304,"sku":"2940013292772","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013292772_p0.jpg?v=1763578946","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013292772","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}