Forbidden by Clare Connelly

Author:Clare Connelly [Connelly, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2018-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

SHE SQUEEZES MY COCK hard inside her, her legs wrap around my back and I’m falling to earth with the power of her perfection and her possession.

But there’s hurt deep in her fevered eyes and inwardly I wince.

Why the fuck am I doing this?

Wanting her and not having her was hard enough, but having tasted her sweetness I am ruined.

I want this night to last for ever—this secret, illicit, hidden night of pleasure. The stars cover the earth but each is made for her and me. This night is solely ours, hers and mine. No night will ever be like it again.

I drop my lips to her throat, kissing her salty flesh, rolling my tongue over her frantic pulse-point. My fingers hunt hers, lacing through them, spreading her arms wide so her breasts lift up. I drop my mouth to one and she gasps; I feel it reverberate through her chest as her insides clench around me.

I chase the other nipple, my tongue delighting in the glide of her skin beneath me, and my cock pushes inside her, stirring her to a desperate longing.

She calls my name, over and over again: ‘Manning, Manning, Manning, Manning!’ I groan, lifting my mouth to hers, catching her hunger, her flames, her ache. She sobs into me and I understand—I understand the desperation behind that sob.

Her needs are matched by my own.

I have spent years wanting her and knowing I can’t act on it, and now I can’t think of not having her whenever I want. I can’t think of not hearing her cry my name out like this nightly.

Her moans reach fever-pitch; she explodes and I chase after her, spilling into her with a guttural cry, an angry, hoarse admonition against the circumstances that make this forbidden.

I collapse on her, my body heavy against her sweet softness, and then I roll onto my back, bringing her with me, not ready to break our connection yet.

She puts her head on my chest and her breathing is deep and rushed, her pulse frantic.

‘Did you know I was coming to Paris?’

I’m still for a moment, my heart lodging in my chest.

Be calm. She doesn’t know.

‘Yes.’

She seems to digest this for a moment. ‘You weren’t going to try to see me?’

Oh, I saw her all right. I saw her in a way that is safe and allowable. But that’s not what she means. She means like this.

‘No.’

I hear the tiny catch of breath in her throat and close my eyes against her pain. Pain was inevitable here, from the moment I weakened in New York. Only by resisting her did I make us safe from that.

‘So if I hadn’t come here…?’

‘You did.’

I shrug a little, as though it doesn’t matter, and lift my hands to her arse, curving them around her flesh, pressing my fingers into her lightly. Possessively.

I have no idea yet how tenuous my possession of her really is…

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