Earl of Kendal by Madeline Martin & Club Wicked Earls'

Author:Madeline Martin & Club Wicked Earls' [Martin, Madeline & Club Wicked Earls']
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-19T06:00:00+00:00

10

Kendal wanted nothing more than to scoop Sophia into his lap and kiss her until they were both panting for breath. Her hands cupped his face, holding him closer to her as her mouth moved over his.

The sensual, citrusy scent of her bath oil surrounded him like an embrace, making him linger over the kiss longer than he should have.

For as much as he yearned to draw her against him and show her what a true kiss could be, he could not—in good conscience—continue to do so. Not when only moments before, she had begun slightly slurring her words.

He drew back, heart pounding, cock aching.

She leaned toward him, reaching for him, but he shook his head.

“Then dance with me.” She stood up and held out her hand to him.

He lifted a brow. “I’m not one for dancing. Remember, I’m quite boring.”

“But you’re not.” She smiled coquettishly at him. “You’re wonderfully fascinating.” Her hand waved in the air, encouraging him to stand. “Come, twirl with me. Live your life to its fullest.”

He regarded her from where he sat. “I assure you, I am.”

“I assure you, you are not.” She pulled him to his feet.

He didn’t struggle, lest she tip over, but nor did he bother to unbutton his jacket. Not when his desire was entirely evident. He held out his hands, palms up in demonstration. “Are you pleased?”

She laughed, a happy, tinkling sound with a giddiness that could only be produced by alcohol consumed in great quantities. At least until the aftereffects took hold. It was merely a matter of time before she learned that lesson about whisky.

He did not envy her impending discovery.

But for now, she was overly joyous, locked in the throes of good spirits. She spun about once, sending the fabric of her skirt belling out around her neat ankles and her still damp locks splaying around her.

In all honesty, he felt rather foolish, standing there with the expectation that he might, of all things, twirl. There wasn’t even any music.

“Your turn.” Her blue eyes sparkled up at him with brilliant happiness. How long had it been since he’d allowed himself to feel such unrestrained delight as that?

So long that even considering the stretch of time set an ache deep in his chest.

Not that twirling would fix that.

“Half a turn, then?” She held his hands, so their fingers were interlaced. “Together.”

How could he resist? Propelled by her exuberance, they spun together in a rather ridiculous and somewhat awkward twirl. She laughed again, and this time he felt tempted to follow suit.

How he wished he could push aside all those years of hurt, to live his life with unfettered pleasure as Sophia did.

She pushed her body against his suddenly, far too abruptly for him to pull his hips back. Their pelvises met, his unmistakably hard prick nudged against her stomach and her eyes went wide.

Damn.

Her breath caught. A brazen little smile blossomed over her lips and she arched into him. He had been so taken by surprise, his balance was not prepared for her weight, and he stumbled slightly backward before falling into his chair.

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