One Night His Lady by Darling Sofie

Author:Darling, Sofie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Oliver Heber Books
Published: 2022-03-29T00:00:00+00:00

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How this power filled Eva. That of a woman holding a man in thrall to her.

How it enlivened her…emboldened her.

She was a wanton…a seductress.

Before this night was through, she would make Lucien lose that famous self-control of his.

He would touch her.

He would make love to her.

She didn’t know what tomorrow held, but if there was to be only one more night with this man, she intended it to last a lifetime.

I would assist you…

With any of your needs…

Any.

Her body was suddenly nothing more than a molten bundle of need, wound tight and loose at the same time. As if she were both outside her body and so very inside it she could feel hot blood rushing through every vein, every cell tingling to the surface of her skin with this need that craved his assistance to be satisfied.

“But you are,” she said. His woodsy, male scent just reached her, and she inhaled, let it fill her.

“I am what?” he rasped.

Oh, the dark intention in his voice, in his eyes. She wanted to become one with it.

“My husband.” She held him suspended within the space between one heartbeat and the next. “So, what’s stopping you?”

She parted her knees but another slender inch, and he closed the distance between them on an animal growl.

Her thighs opened and he stepped between, one masculine hand reaching for her waist, the other tucking beneath her chin, tipping her head back. His face angled down, and his lips claimed hers. Nothing simple or polite about a claiming, but a demand that she open to him, their breath mingling, their tongues tangling. Urgency led the moment. They would be as one in every way, this urgency demanded.

She reached for the fall of his trousers and had the buttons slipped free from their loops with a few efficient flicks of her fingers. Knowing her way around clothing had its uses. His manhood—full, hot, hard—sprang free, slapping against her thigh with its heft. Desire, raw and wild, flooded her.

Oh, she wanted that inside her.

Her mouth found his neck, tasted its salt, its musk, eliciting a low, deep groan from him as his large hands reached around to cup her bottom, clutching her, sliding her forward until his manhood, thick and heavy, slid along her slit, open to him, craving him.

Her fingers slid beneath his shirt, over ridged muscles bunched with intention, and slipped it over his head. Oh, the massive, muscled sight of him. The feel of him hard beneath her fingertips, beneath her mouth, her tongue. She was in a frenzy—a frenzy to feel all of him at once.

He tore away the flimsy scrap of silk chemise barely covering her breasts and took a taut nipple in his mouth, squeezing the other between his fingers, shooting sensation straight through to her sex. She squirmed against him pressed against her quim. How was he not yet inside her?

She whimpered for it. She’d never whimpered for anything in all her life, but if begging was required, she wasn’t above it. She wasn’t above anything.

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