My Fair Temptress (Gov 7) by Christina Dodd

Author:Christina Dodd [Dodd, Christina]
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2010-09-26T07:21:43.502000+00:00

me—and I’m not going anywhere with anybody anyway.” She made her statement with great

satisfaction. “I’ll never again expect a man to take care of me.”

This situation required careful handling. “But Comte de Guignard is from the Continent, and surely older

than your former suitors—”

“Most of them.” She shrugged.

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“You’ll be considerate of his character, will you not?”

She looked startled. “Of course. I understand that men of his age are...”

While she hesitated, trying to be kind, he started laughing. “You’re a dear, dear girl.” He leaned down

and with his mouth stirred the soft downy skin behind her ears. When she bent her head to accommodate

him, his lips caressed her hairline. He took advantage of every movement, using each sweet yielding to

make way for another wave of glory. He touched her face, her neck. A silver button rested in the base of

her throat, and he found his fingers toying with it, opening it. Another button lay below that, and he

opened that one, too. The baby-soft skin of her cheeks was softly tan; here the skin was paler, creamier,

untouched by sun. He stroked her, exploring that tiny vee of flesh, and that one little liberty caused

passion to rampage through him.

Swiftly he unbuttoned the rest of the buttons, opening them almost to her waist. Reverently he slid his

hands beneath the material and parted the edges. Her undergarments were plain while and utilitarian, but

he didn’t care. It was the body beneath them that made his blood race. Her corset pressed up on her

breasts, her chemise covered them, but in the sunshine, the material was almost transparent. He could see

the glow of her skin and the darker shape of her aureoles and nipples. Cupping the sweet flesh, he

moved his hands in slow circles and watched as her nipples tightened. He couldn’t tear his gaze away

from the sight, but he knew she watched him, lids heavy, and she made no move to stop him. The silence

was profound; he couldn’t hear birds or insects, he could hear only the panting as they breathed.

And he couldn’t resist any longer. He wasn’t going to hurt her. He wasn’t going to take her. But he

wanted, needed to taste her. Putting his mouth to her breast, he sucked on the nipple through the cloth.

He drew it into his mouth, savoring the moment, the woman, the pleasure. Somehow he knew he’d never

forget this moment in the sunlight and the fresh air with the scent of roses and of Caroline rich in his

nostrils.

As he used his tongue on her, soft moans sounded from her delicately parted lips. Her head fell back

against the wall. Her eyes closed. Her palms pressed tightly against the stone as if to restrain herself from

touching him, and she trembled with need.

And he had to stop. It wasn’t fair to use this girl, who had struggled so desperately to make a living, just

because he couldn’t maintain control of his own impulses.

Gathering her into his arms, he rested his cheek on her head and spoke into her hair. “I can’t wait until

theLawrences ’ ball.

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