Jacquie D'alessandro - Regency Historical 04 by Never A Lady

Author:Never A Lady [Lady, Never A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-06T07:51:32+00:00

Coolness touched her leg, but before she could fully grasp the implications, his warm hand ran slowly up her thigh, separated from her skin only by the thin layer of her drawers, the sensation shocking her, thrilling her. His hand wandered higher to draw slow circles over her buttocks, and she groaned, craving more of his intoxicating touch. How could such a leisurely caress make her pulse race so?

An insistent tapping sound penetrated the fog of desire engulfing her, and clearly he heard it, too, for he lifted his head. Dazed, she opened her eyes. Their gazes met, and her breath caught at the fiery desire burning in his eyes. The tapping sounded again and with a start she realized –

"The door." His voice sounded low and rough, and he looked flatteringly displeased at the interruption.

Reality returned with a thump, and she gasped, stepping unsteadily from his embrace and putting several feet between them. Her hands flew to her heated cheeks.

"Oh, dear." What had she done? Immediately, her inner voice answered, You enjoyed yourself. More in those few minutes than you ever have before.

"Don’t worry. No one will come in." Without taking his gaze from her, he called out, "What is it, Ellis?"

"Dr. Nathan is here, my lord," came the butler’s muffled voice through the door.

"Are you at home?"

Before he could reply, another voice, deeply masculine and highly amused, came from beyond the door. "Of course he’s at home, Ellis." Then louder, "Greetings, brother dear. I come bearing gifts and will await you in your study. Don’t be too long, or I’ll eat all the marzipan without you."

Lord Sutton muttered something that sounded suspiciously like bloody damn pest

. The icy glare he leveled upon the door was surely meant to freeze the oak panels.

Indeed, he looked so wholly and thunderously displeased she had to press her lips together to hide her sudden amusement. Clearly she wasn’t successful, for his eyes narrowed upon her.

"Are you laughing?"

"Me? Certainly not," she said, with a haughty sniff.

"Because if you were laughing…"

The heated look in his eyes scorched her. "What would you do?" The breathless question popped out before she could stop it, appalling her.

"An interesting question. One upon which I shall have to ponder because you make me want to do so many things." He reached out and took her hand. When his warm fingers wrapped around hers, she recalled with a start that she wasn’t wearing her gloves. She looked down and saw the lacy fingertips peeking out from under the desk.

Embarrassment suffused her, but before she could snatch her hand away, he’d lifted it and pressed his lips against her palm. One of her callused, work-worn palms that she was always careful to hide from the wealthy members of Society.

He lowered her hand, then slowly stroked his thumb over the spot he’d just kissed. Another wave of embarrassment rolled over her as he looked at her hand, knowing he’d see the nicks, old scars, and healed-over burns from years of hard work. She tried to gently extricate her hand, but he wouldn’t let her.

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