" Anger and shock warred in his narrow gaze. “I completed the task, Lady Henrietta. Three times, by my count.”

“But I didn’t!” she cried, feeling like a proper failure. Dear God—all that pleasure he’d delivered her and she couldn’t do
the same for him? Was she that undesirable that he could simply ignore the pleasure that had nearly destroyed her?
She’d never been so humiliated. "

― Sarah MacLean , Brazen and the Beast (The Bareknuckle Bastards, #2)