{"id":265344,"date":"2026-07-16T14:07:23","date_gmt":"2026-07-16T11:07:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/let-me-be-your-hero-courtney-mccaskill\/"},"modified":"2026-07-16T14:07:23","modified_gmt":"2026-07-16T11:07:23","slug":"let-me-be-your-hero-courtney-mccaskill","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/let-me-be-your-hero-courtney-mccaskill\/","title":{"rendered":"Let Me Be Your Hero – Courtney McCaskill"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Her voice was full of awe as she traced her hands reverently across his shoulders. \u201cAnd I have a very active imagination.\u201d He had to kiss her again after that, and it was a thousand times better because, by some miracle, Izzie seemed to actually like his burly form and proceeded to touch him all over with her soft, sweet hands. But it was also a thousand times worse, because if he had thought his cock was desperate before, it was nothing next to how he felt now, with her lips hungry on his and her hands all over his famished skin.<\/p>\n

Suddenly, she slid her hands lower, digging her nails into his buttocks and pulling him down so he was lying on top of her. He was so startled that he let her do it, and the feeling of Isabella Astley beneath him on a bed, her delicate thighs falling open to cradle his hips, felt so indescribably wonderful that he had to struggle not to spend himself in his trousers. He started to press himself up again, because God, he must be crushing her, but she clung to his shoulders.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Archibald! No, don\u2019t leave! Stay right there. That feels\u2026 That feels\u2026\u201d He was breathing hard, as if he\u2019d just gone three rounds in the boxing ring. \u201cI love having you beneath me, Izzie. I love it too much. I\u2026 I\u2019m losing control. I should probably stop now before\u2014\u201d \u201cPlease, don\u2019t stop!\u201d<\/p>\n

she gasped, grinding her hips against his and making a desperate whimpering sound. \u201cPlease, I want to feel it again. What you did to me this morning. I\u2026 I need it!\u201d He swept her hair back from where it clung to her sweaty brow. \u201cShh, it\u2019s all right. I\u2019ll give that to you, Izzie. You\u2019ll have it as often as you need it.\u201d<\/p>\n

He kissed her neck and was reaching down to fumble with the buttons of her borrowed trousers when the sound of someone clearing their throat came from the doorway. \u201cMr.<\/p>\n

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Book 1: How to Train Your Viscount Book 2: What\u2019s an Earl Gotta Do? Book 3: The Sea Siren of Broadwater Bottom Book 4: The Duke\u2019s Dark Secret Book 5: Let Me Be Your Hero Book 6: Romancing the Rifleman (Coming in 2025) My Favorite Mistake: An Astley Chronicles Novella The Weatherby Wallflowers Book 1: A Wallflower Never Surrenders Book 2: Snowbound with the Scoundrel (Coming November 12, 2024) Book 3: One Bed for the Bluestocking (Coming in 2025) Book 4: How He Won His Wallflower (Coming in 2025) The Wicked Widows\u2019 League Book 1: Scoundrel for Sale Book 2: A Very Roguish Boxing Day (Coming December 3, 2024) Other Books: One Fine May (The Rake Review) For more information, visit www.courtneymccaskill.com.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com THE ASTLEYS OF HARRINGTON HALL Edward Astley IV, Earl of Cheltenham Georgiana Astley, Countess of Cheltenham Edward Astley V, Viscount Fauconbridge, age 27 Harrington Astley, age 26 Anne Cranfield (n\u00e9e Astley), Countess of Morsley, age 24 Caroline Greville (n\u00e9e Astley) Viscountess Thetford, age 20 Lady Lucy Astley, age 19 Lady Isabella Astley, age 19 John Astley, deceased at age 2 Frederick Astley, age 14 OceanofPDF.com First published in 2024 by Hazel Grove Books.<\/p>\n

Let Me Be Your Hero Copyright \u00a9 Courtney McCaskill, 2024. Excerpt from Romancing the Rifleman Copyright \u00a9 Courtney McCaskill, 2024. All rights reserved. The moral rights of the author have been asserted. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever, electronic or mechanical, including information storage and retrieval systems, or for use in training AI software, without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.<\/p>\n

All inquiries should be made to the author. Kindle ISBN: 978-1-63915-037-3 eBook ISBN: 978-1-63915-038-0 Paperback ISBN: 978-1-63915-039-7 This is a work of fiction. Names, principal characters, events, and incidents are the products of the author\u2019s imagination and have no factual basis. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Created with Vellum OceanofPDF.com I CHAPTER 1 London, England September 1803 t pained Isabella Astley to admit it.<\/p>\n

But her mother had been right. Everyone spoke in hushed whispers about the wickedness that took place in the dark walks of Vauxhall Gardens in a way that made them sound more exciting than dangerous. Illicit rendezvous! Moonlit assignations! A chance to be swept off your feet by a dashing stranger! What she had found instead was not so much as romance as\u2026<\/p>\n

copulation. Another feminine moan, this one sounding decidedly feigned, came from the trees on her left.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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