Aubrey had never expected to be in Daniel’s bedchamber. He was more than a little surprised and quite excited to find himself there. It was a simple but elegant room decorated with muted browns and greens. Plainly masculine with only a large bed, a side chest of drawers, a table with a decanter of brandy and a comfortable chair by the fire.
They wasted no time removing the clothing they’d hastily put on in the parlor. Graystone’s efficient valet had left a fire burning in the hearth and now Daniel crouched down in front of it, poking the embers. Such a position afforded Aubrey the perfect view of his magnificent ass and balls.
Aubrey’s mouth practically watered at the sight. Who was he kidding? It was watering. The man was scrumptious. Aubrey had every intention of having that ass again.
