A Reputation to Uphold by Victoria Parker

Author:Victoria Parker
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

UP THE SWEEPING grand staircase they went, while Eva snatched kisses, nibbling, biting her way across the scimitar curves of his hard cheekbones and jaw. When she thrust her hands in the hair at his nape and tugged at the silky strands, Dante sucked air between his teeth, his low baritone a sonorous boom, ‘Cristo, Eva.’

Stumbling awkwardly, Dante paused on the first landing and crushed her against the wall to deepen the kiss and press hard up against her. Yes, kiss me. Kiss me. So I can’t think. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.

The notion that it would be quicker to let her walk filtered through her lust-deranged mind but thankfully he seemed to share her urgency because off they went once more, down the wide picture gallery hallway to their suites, lips locked, banging into the walls, first one side—knocking a priceless painting off its perch, the clatter caroming around the cavernous space—then the other, time and time again.

Slam went her bedroom door against mink plaster, then slam back it went, before Dante loosened his grip and Eva slithered down his body, luxuriating in every wickedly hard inch of him.

Lungs screaming for air, their lips tore apart but the onslaught never stopped, not for one second.

For a seamstress, her fingers were failing miserably, fumbling with his shirt buttons and after a good five seconds she tore it wide.

‘Hungry, cara?’ he rasped.

‘Famished.’ She could do this. Definitely. Be everything he expected and more. Hadn’t she read enough steamy books in her time? Of course she had. Hadn’t she been Oscar-worthy this week? Of course she had. With any luck, enthusiasm would more than make up for the fact that she was about as practised as a nun. Because there was no way on earth she was disappointing him again.

Eva smoothed her palms over his chest, the thin dusting of hair over his honed pecs, her palms burning. ‘You’re so hot.’ Feverish.

‘Always for you,’ he said. Injecting her bravado with another shot of intensity.

Snap went the button on his trousers and Dante kicked them to the floor—don’t look down, don’t look down, you’re bound to blush like a gauche fool—before he curved his big hands around her waist, stopping at the small of her back to whip down the zip of her skirt.

Eva felt the cool fabric swish down her legs, his fingers curl under the waistband of her knickers, and fought another bout of antsiness that she was nothing, nothing like his skinny other women by crushing his mouth with hers, tangling with his tongue in a raging sensual dance of wills. Thrust, parry, back and forth, heads slanting for a deeper connection that spoke to her very heart.

‘Next time we go slow, sì? I’ve waited for you too long,’ he said, unsteady hands back at her stomach, fumbling with the thin belt of her blouse. ‘Cristo, it feels like an eternity. I want you, Eva. In my arms. In my bed.’

Eternity? Eva closed her eyes, knowing he didn’t mean it, but it sounded so wonderful she took every word, locked them in her mind.

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