A Touch of Temptation: House of Devon Book 2 by St. Clair Ellie & Devon House

Author:St. Clair, Ellie & Devon, House
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Oh, dear lord. She had no idea what she was doing to him with that question. He knew how he ought to answer her. He should tell her to return to her room and to not ask him that again until their marriage night.

But what he knew he should do and what he yearned to do with every part of him were at complete opposite spectrums of one another.

For when she sat on his lap like she was, her firm bottom pressing against him, her curls haphazardly sticking out of her plait… she was too tempting to resist.

He couldn’t completely deny her, that was for sure. He’d kiss her, that was all. He placed his lips against hers and began to caress them, relishing the soft pliancy of her mouth. He hadn’t realized the depth of the passion she held within her, and he took it all from her and gave it back in equal measure.

It was she who sought out entry into his mouth, her tongue tangling with his. It was her arms who came around his back, holding him tight against her. He was drowning in her, awash in the depths of the ardor pouring out of her.

“Charlotte,” he groaned as his fingers fisted into her hair, wrapping the tendrils of curls around them. How had he never realized that her hair was as soft as the finest of silks? It was a shame it was covered all day in that mobcap of hers.

She shifted in his lap, causing all sorts of painful yet all too pleasant sensations to run through him. She was attempting to turn toward him, but the fabric of her nightdress kept coming between them. He finally took pity on her and helped her by lifting it up so that it was near to around her waist, although all that succeeded in doing was bringing her heat so much closer toward him.

Her generous breasts were pressed against his chest, with only her thin nightdress and his own shirt between them. It was too much. He lifted a hand to cup them, molding them into his hands. He felt rather than heard her moan, and he kissed her even harder to make sure her cries wouldn’t grow in volume.

That was all he needed, for William to find the two of them here in this room together. Charlotte arched into him, and, needing a better angle through which to explore her, Philip turned with her in his arms and stretched her out on top of his narrow bed. There wasn’t much room in it for the two of them, but as long as they remained close, they would be fine. And he certainly had no intention of her escaping far from him now.

Philip held himself up above her on his elbows, their kisses more insistent now as her fingers clutched the front of his shirt, holding him there as they explored one another. Then Charlotte began to undress him, and Philip realized he was lost.

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