Mad About the Major by Elizabeth Boyle

Mad About the Major by Elizabeth Boyle

Author:Elizabeth Boyle
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-06-01T04:00:00+00:00


Arabella hadn’t thought he would.

Kiss her, that is.

For all his protestations of being a gentleman, she was ever so delighted to discover that he wasn’t that much of one.

No, he was a rake and a scoundrel. At least she had to assume so, given the way just the merest brush of his lips against her sent her senses a-­tumble.

Oh, dear heavens, she was lost. That faint tolling, that whisper of desire, that had echoed through her since the night of the ball—­the one this devil had awakened—­now clamored to life.

His lips, hard and sure, covered hers, surrounded her, demanding surrender.

She was a Tremont, through and through, so surrender wasn’t part of her vocabulary, but passion was . . .

And right now, this rogue was coaxing and teasing that very Tremont part of her, blowing on that dangerous ember that got her notorious family into so much trouble when it blazed to life.

Kingsley continued to kiss her, surely and deeply, his tongue swiping at her lips, opening her.

Her fingers twined in the lapels of his coat, and she pulled him closer. For suddenly she couldn’t be close enough to him, even with her body rocking against his, curving into him like a cat.

And what she discovered, what she found herself up against, did not disappoint.

The major was hard, and long, and muscled. For a fleeting moment she wondered what he had looked like in his regimentals.

Then she wondered what he’d look like out of them . . .

That came to her, even as her hands moved over his chest. She wanted to see those smooth, solid planes bared. So she could put her hand over his heart and let it hammer steadily beneath her palm.

That sense of throbbing, the desires his kiss was pulling from her left her dizzy, breathless.

His kiss, hungry and hurried, suddenly slowed, as if he were savoring something he’d never known, had just discovered.

And for her as well. Instead of her world spinning so out of control, everything slowed to a single moment.

Arabella, inexperienced as she was, knew something so very fundamental had changed in the blink of an eye.

Like the beat of Kingsley’s heart beneath her fingers.

His kiss turned almost reverent, his touch gentle and filled with a startling intimacy.

Arabella moved closer, her fingers grasping at him, trying to stop time.

So it is, so it is time. The words came out of nowhere. Warned her.

That thread, the one she knew could be so easily broken, now tightened around them, winding its way around her heart, whispering as it coiled and teased its way deeper and deeper.

It will never be like this with anyone else.

This kiss. His touch.

This very passion.

The heated, tempestuous one racing through her as he cupped her, drew her closer, had her standing on her tiptoes so she could rise higher, catch hold of this delicious passion, all before it returned to the heavens.

And yet, the more he touched her, the more she knew he would only mark her deeper, leave her with memories of a passion that would never be fulfilled.



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