Lord Carnall and Miss Innocent (The Friendhip Series Book 7) by Julia Donner

Author:Julia Donner [Donner, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-01-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

All thought evaporated from Ana’s head. Her defiance wavered. A chill invaded her face when she felt it drain of color, then the flare with the blush that followed. She refused to cringe under the knowing stare that pinned her in place. It came rushing back to her then, the memory of the aftermath in the barn, the alarm she’d avoided remembering, that moment when he’d paused while lowering her skirts, the hunger in his eyes as he savored her nakedness followed by a puzzled frown. She discovered the reason for his puzzlement when she returned to her room. Blood smears on her under shift and petticoat had left the embarrassing evidence.

There was always the hope that he’d been too carried away by his own pleasure to notice and the possibility that he hadn’t discerned the twinge of discomfort, the brief resistance during his entry. It hadn’t hurt, as she’d been led to believe it would. Any pain she might have felt was instantly forgotten, washed away in the pleasure that followed. He’d commanded her body, driven her to the revelation that he wouldn’t relent until she succumbed in every way. The recollection of those few moments of ecstasy and perfect satiation always evoked a rush of warmth and renewed desire. The mere thought of it drained her of resistance.

She’d held fast to the hope that he assumed she had started her courses, but now she knew that a man like Carnall could never be so easily fooled. About anything. She must deal with his sense of gentlemanly honor. There was also her own driving impulse to throw herself against him, put her mouth on lips that had whispered wonderful, shameful things in her ear. She yearned to hear his passion-roughened voice again, the hoarse groan of his completion, the heat of his seed inside, the way he made her feel cherished and devoured.

He stared at her now and she saw it all, what was going to happen, that she wouldn’t refuse. Negligent of his mount, he tossed the reins over a nearby bush and stepped closer to her. She retreated, swallowing the need to weep in anticipation. She couldn’t resist the feverish yearning to experience again the thrill of him taking her, forcing her not to think and only to feel. She wanted it, needed it like the air to breathe. Even so, she retreated until her back bumped into a tree.

He flung his hat and gloves on the leaf-littered ground. “You won’t run from this, Tatiana. We need this.”

If he had said that he needed it, or that she needed this, that would have given her the will to halt what was about to happen, but he had said we. Whatever it was they shared, the bond felt of this world and yet not. Their attraction was a tangible force, an entity in itself and within them. He took her to an enticing place where there were no worries, only blinding pleasure. A fine quivering took possession of her body, a call she felt too weary to resist or deny.

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