{"id":253159,"date":"2026-07-13T02:36:56","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:36:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-gentlemans-promise-tamara-gill\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:36:56","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:36:56","slug":"a-gentlemans-promise-tamara-gill","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-gentlemans-promise-tamara-gill\/","title":{"rendered":"A Gentlemans Promise – Tamara Gill"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The wicked things he was doing with his tongue sent sensa- tions to spike toward her core. \u201cMason please,\u201d she begged. He chuckled and feathered kisses up her neck before kissing her lips with such reverence that Charlotte could almost defy any scandal to come live with him. Divorce James and marry Lord Helsing indeed.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou are mine.\u201d The deep, lust-tinged voice brooked no argument as he thrust into her core and took her. \u201cAlways,\u201d he said. She gasped as the size of him took her a moment to accommodate. Fullness and completeness was all she felt. Charlotte wrapped her legs about his waist and a delicious pressure built inside. She clutched at his shoulders and realized with some amusement that he still wore his shirt and pants.<\/p>\n

\u2018The image of her naked and Mason above her, taking her fully clothed made her moan. \u201cMason, I\u2019m\u2014\u2019\u201d \u201cLet go, Charlotte.\u201d She met his gaze and bit her lip. Oh, it felt so good. Tighter and tighter she coiled about him, needing to be closer, wanting him harder with every stroke, until a plea- sure unlike any she thought possible exploded in and all around her.<\/p>\n

\u201cMason,\u201d she moaned into his shoulder. Her body riding his until the last of her orgasm was spent. Mason quickened his pace, his gasp against her ear marking his own orgasm. They stayed like that for a time, both trying to regain their breath and understanding over what had just happened between them. Charlotte pulled back and pushed a lock of hair from his face.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat was amazing.\u201d He chuckled. \u201cYes it was,\u201d he said, kissing her again, in a slow, sensuous manner. \u201cAnd I meant what I said before, Charlotte. Pll not share you.\u201d Charlotte swallowed. \u201cI\u2019m married, Mason. You have to accept that.\u201d The moment he pulled away, she missed his heat. He stood and walked toward the hearth, and Charlotte could tell by the tautness of his shoulders that he was angry.<\/p>\n

And he had every right to be. But then, he knew why she\u2019d come here for tonight. To seek solace, love from a man she\u2019d always admired and cared for. They were just two people who had freely chosen to love each other. Nothing more could be between them other than friendship and perhaps a repeat of tonight, if he was willing. But no matter how much she wished to divorce James, she could not. The scandal would kill her father, not to mention ruin her sister\u2019s hope of marrying well.<\/p>\n

Mason ran a hand through his hair. \u201cYou deserve better, Charlotte.<\/p>\n

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Copyright 2013 by Tamara Gill Editing by Serena Tatti Cover Art by EDH Graphics This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer\u2019s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a database and retrieval system or transmitted in any form or any means (clectronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the owner of copyright and the above publishers.<\/p>\n

ISBN-13: 9781973267423 DEDICATION For my mother-in-law, Beverly. Thanks foreverything you do. CHAPTER 1 toar Somerset England, 1818 harlotte waded out into the lake that ran behind her father’s Somerset estate and swam toward the middle of the pond. The chilled water cooled her skin and was a welcome reprieve from the scorching summer heat, which England was experiencing that year. Heat bore down on her head from the sun and she shrugged off the thought that she would freckle.<\/p>\n

It mattered little what she looked like anymore. Her future was as set as the seasons. The water was a refreshing change after a morning stuck in the stifling hot drawing room with Mama, going over invitations for the forth- coming season in London. Not that Charlotte cared who called or invited them to their events. Her father\u2019s decision was made and the marriage contracts were signed. Charlotte floated onto her back and looked up at the endless blue sky above her.<\/p>\n

Not a cloud marred the horizon to hint a break in the endless heat wave. Not that she TAMARA GILL minded, for as long as this hot weather held, the longer her mama would demand that they stay in Somerset. And the longer she could remain unmarried. The sound of a branch breaking underfoot pulled her from her musings and Charlotte treaded water while trying to find the source of the noise. Please let it not be Gus. Her eleven-year-old cousin was the most annoying, vexing boy.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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