Not a Marrying Man. Miranda Lee

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      As much as Warwick was tempted by the thought of becoming Amber’s tutor in the erotic arts, he knew that the more imaginative and adventurous practices—whilst wildly exciting—carried a degree of danger; the danger of corruption.

      The last thing he wanted to do was corrupt Amber. Pleasure her … yes. Satisfy her … yes. Corrupt her? No.

      He would not destroy her basic innocence, he decided as he gently withdrew, then scooped her up into his arms. Such innocence was too precious. She was too precious.

      He was going to miss her terribly, he thought as he carried her into the bedroom. But not tonight. For now she was still his.

      He wouldn’t think about the future. Tonight was for nothing but pleasure.

      Hers.

      His.

      But mostly hers.