Madame's Deception by Renee Bernard

Author:Renee Bernard [Bernard, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781416524212
Google: Ww9B_NPd9XMC
Amazon: 1416524215
Barnesnoble: 1416524215
Goodreads: 1625088
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2007-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

His fingers dropped to the buttons of her dress, his pace still unhurried, the lazy rhythm of his hands making her groan as a coil of need tightened inside her, slick and hot and unforgiving. She tried to help him along, but he pushed her fingers away.

“I want to do this myself, Jocelyn.” He slid the fabric back to reveal her chemise and corset. “Let’s see…where are those hooks?”

Jocelyn stepped back, amazed she wasn’t ablaze by now. “Alex, exactly what lesson was it you hoped to teach me?”

“Patience.” He laughed, and then suddenly, the game of slow teasing took a dizzying turn. The fastening of her skirt melted at his touch, the ties of her petticoats, the hooks of her corset, and the ribbons of her chemise — all gone, just as her hands made an equally magical conquest of the elegant layers of his clothes. It was a flurry of material and touches, warm flesh pebbling at the exposure to the cool night air, and the only sound in the room was their laughter and sighs.

She began to reach for his erection, greedy now to have all of him, but he stepped aside and bent down to sweep her, literally, off her feet and into his arms. “Alex!”

He nuzzled her neck as he carried her toward the bed, and she shivered at the play of his breath against her skin. “I like the way you keep saying my name tonight. I like the sound of it on your lips.”

“Then I’ll —” She gasped as he unceremoniously tossed her onto the bed. “Oh!”

“Wait there.” He left her briefly to move about the room, naked and unashamed, and Jocelyn openly lay back to admire him as he strolled to turn off the gaslights and blow out the lamps. Sinew and muscle, his raw beauty was so much more powerful than she’d expected. Drawings and illustrations, ancient prints, and even photographs had yielded enough examples of male physiology during her studies, but this. This was a masculine beauty infused with heat and desire, hard and erect; he was breathtaking and entirely hers.

For tonight.

Finally there were no lights left, except for a candle by the bedside. As her eyes adjusted, the small flame’s glow encompassed the bed in a soft edgeless circle, and Alex returned, his eyes dark with need.

“What are you thinking, Jocelyn?”

“I can’t seem to think of anything except that you should hurry.”

“Good answer.” He reached out to encircle one of her ankles with his fingers. “What a delicate thing you are. .”

Delicate? I don’t feel delicate. I feel like I’m about to spring from my skin and take what I want, Alex.

Before she could summon a response from her muddled brain, his hands began to trail up her calves, over her knees, and along the ripening curves of her thighs. Her legs parted instinctively, denying him nothing, but his touch barely grazed the slick pink folds of her slit, trailing over the triangle of curls and sensitive lips before whispering over her belly and ribs.

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