The Irish Duke (50 page)

It was four in the morning when Bedford returned home to Russell Square. At the club he’d lost money because his mind was not on the game but elsewhere. Thoughts of Georgina Gordon persistently intruded, playing merry hell with his concentration. Finally, he gave up, tipped the porter who summoned his carriage, and allowed his mind to fully focus on the object of his desire.

As he disrobed for bed, he played a game of “what if.” John had been nagging him to consider taking a wife, and for the first time in his life, he thought about it seriously.

Georgina would be an exciting woman to bed. She is a combination of innocence and recklessness. It would be fun to teach her to be wild and wanton.
His hand went to his groin.
Christ, my cock is so hard, I could crack walnuts with it!