Whisper To Me of Love by Shirlee Busbee Read Free Book Online Page A

lady!”
    He released her, his own hands sliding warmly up under her gown to caress and fondle the waiting warmth he found between her legs. Deliberately he aroused her further, his fingers teasing and preparing her even as she undid his breeches and his swollen manhood sprang free. He allowed her to caress his hard length but for a moment, and then, with a low growl, he lifted her and, with her skirts bunched up around her waist, her legs wrapping hungrily around his hips, in one powerful thrust, he entered her.
    Della moaned excitedly as she felt herself impaled upon the magnificent size of him and eagerly she rode him, her head thrown back in mindless rapture. His shoulders braced against the door, his hands cupping her buttocks, Royce joined her in the eager race for ecstasy, his lean body slamming again and again into hers as he drove them both toward the sweet release they sought. Della found it first, a soft scream escaping from her as her body convulsed around him and his mouth crushed against hers, but a moment later Royce, too, reached that scarlet oblivion.

C HAPTER 2
    T he day of the sparring match dawned clear and sunny and, for London at this time of year, quite pleasant. But for Pip, lying on the thin pallet and staring up at the grubby ceiling overhead, the weather held absolutely no interest whatsoever. The implications of last night’s conversation were far more important than whether or not the sun was shining!
    Pip wondered grimly what the future would hold for the Fowlers. They were not yet in utterly desperate straits, but knowing that the dimber-damber held the power of Jacko’s life or death in his hands made their situation rather bleak. It was only a matter of time until the dimber-damber demanded something of them that they were not willing to give.... Pip swallowed painfully, dismally positive that forcing them to become housebreakers was only the first step in his nasty plans for them and that his ultimate goal was possession of her!
    Despite the male garb she wore and despite the fact that she had been dressed and had been treated like a boy from the time she had been barely four years old, Pip was actually a girl. In the beginning she had not understood why Jane had insisted she dress as her older brothers did. It was only as she grew older and became aware of what went on about her that she understood the wisdom of her mother’s strange decision—the hopeless faces of the pitifully young whores who roamed about the mean streets of St. Giles made appallingly clear to Pip the tawdry future that her mother was trying to help her avoid.
    A shiver suddenly shook her slender frame as she imagined what her fate would have been if Jane had not taken steps to postpone it. And unless fate intervened soon, she feared that it would not be long before the dimber-damber forced her into becoming a harlot. Just as he had always wanted, she thought grimly, remembering the ugly argument she had overheard a long time ago ...
    She had been almost ten years old and had been sleeping in her mother’s bed, recovering from a particularly severe earache, when she had been awakened by loud voices. Confused and still half-asleep, she had listened foggily to the angry words between Jane and the dimber-damber, and only belatedly had she realized that she was the bone of contention between them.
    â€œI’ll not have it! And before I’ll let you set her feet on that path, I’ll put myself back on the streets!” Jane’s voice had been full of rage and grim determination.
    â€œDon’t be more of a fool than you have been all of your life!” the dimber-damber had shot back furiously. “Listen to me, Jane, it’ll be a fortune for us! Now, I’m a reasonable man; I understood your feelings when she was younger and why you were against the idea at that time, but she’s ten years old now! This nobleman will pay us a princely sum to be the one to take her