Johanna Lindsey - Shefford 02 by Joining

Author:Joining [Joining]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-05T14:11:19+00:00

He actually smiled at her. “You compare yourself to an animal?” His humor was not appreciated. “Nay, but I compare your impulses to one.” That did indeed end his humor. His hands tightened on her noticeably. He hadn't liked that answer at all.

And she wished now she hadn't given it, that she could practice at least a little restraint where he was concerned. But no, instead she had given him an excuse to keep her here arguing with him, when she would prefer to be on her way.

To correct her blunder, she tried to distract him with a simple question that could be answered briefly.

Hopefully that would be the end of their discourse.

“How did you know t’was I and not my sister? I could have sent Growls with her. In fact, she has Rhiska with her now. So with my pets divided atween us, how could you know? Or did you only guess?”

“Aside from the smell of you, which is quite unique, there is your habit of holding your lips tightly compressed, as if you are in constant annoyance which, given my experiences, does seem to be the case.”

“And given my experiences with you, do you wonder why?” she shot back.

“Think you I enjoy arguing with you, wench? I assure you, I do not, yet can you say the same?” So much for this being a brief, dismissable subject to get her on her way. Actually, his last remark did give her an excuse to end it.

She gave him a tight little smile and said, “There is an easy way to avoid arguing, and I will do that right now and bid you a good eventide.”

She again moved to pass him, but still he did not release her shoulders. “Not so fast. You have accused me of having the impulses of an animal. And lest I disappoint you, mayhap I should demonstrate some of those impulses.”

It dawned on her in shocking clarity in the moment following those words that they were utterly alone Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

there at the top of the stairs. And no sooner did her heart skip a beat with that knowledge than he pulled her up against his hardness and his mouth took possession of hers.

It was a kiss fraught with passion, frustration, and . . . tenderness a unique combination that didn't so much frighten as intrigue. It was the molding he was doing to their bodies that was frightening, because that was what was setting her senses to rioting this time. And it was a continuous molding and positioning with his hands, so that it seemed he almost rubbed her against him.

Sweet Jesu, the things this made her feel were nigh impossible to contain, even more impossible to resist.

The sensations were wonderful, deep within her, spiraling, churning, clamoring to culminate. Without even realizing she did it, her arms went around his back.

He took note of it, though, and must have assumed a complete surrender, for immediately she was lifted, then carried. This brought her to her senses right quickly, reality jolting her and setting off a panic.

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