In Her Enemy's Bed by Penny Jordan

Author:Penny Jordan [Jordan, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488031953
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1987-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

JAIME kissed her slowly, tasting her mouth, and then more urgently as he felt her eager response. Her dress had a zip fastener and she shuddered as she felt him slide it down. The cool air against her skin raised small goosebumps, and as his hands slid over the bare skin of her back Shelley felt her nipples hardening in anticipation of his touch.

He picked her up and carried her over to the bed, kissing her gently on the forehead as he slowly slid away her dress. Her body felt tense with anticipation, her skin aching for his touch.

She lay on her back and watched silently as he shed his clothes, her eyes following the lines of his body. He was leanly made, smoothly muscled, and very, very male. It struck her almost as being ridiculous that he was actually the first totally nude man she had ever seen, and certainly the first one with whom she had shared such an intimate occasion.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and asked her sombrely. ‘Are you sure this is what you want?’

‘Why? Have you changed your mind? Don’t you want me now?’

She saw his body shake with tension-releasing laughter as he leaned towards her and mocked, ‘Does it look like it?’

She was glad that he couldn’t see her blush as he took her in his arms.

When he touched her she wasn’t capable of thinking of anything but how much she wanted him, and she suspected that he knew it. She had no defences at all against her own physical responsiveness to him and yet she felt, as his hands and mouth caressed her skin, that for all his claims about his inability to control his desire for her, somehow he was keeping a very contained hold over himself. For some reason it was an awareness that disturbed her, but she wasn’t given time to dwell on it.

She shivered as she felt Jaime remove her bra, his hands cupping her breasts, enticing her nipples to respond to the erotic stimulation of his touch.

As he bent over her, Jaime’s head was in the shadows, but the soft light coming in through the uncurtained windows revealed her body to him in exquisite detail. Shelley felt his shudder as his hands shaped her breasts, her skin tones fragilely pale in comparison to the lean darkness of his hands. As she looked down at her own body, she was feverishly aware of his hands; not only in the way they cupped and moulded her breasts, but also as a separate entity, a part of him. Although his skin felt slightly rough from his work on the vines, his nails were clean and well-shaped. They were good hands; clever, knowing hands that seemed to sense when to be gentle and when not. She drew in her breath on a shiver of pleasure as his thumbs caressed her nipples, and heard him take a harsh lungful of air.

He moved, his body straddling hers, and the light barred him with silver stripes.

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