Portrait of His Obsession by Michelle M. Pillow

Portrait of His Obsession by Michelle M. Pillow

Author:Michelle M. Pillow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2010-10-18T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Six

Syrian felt her body slowly coming back to reality. Every inch of her tingled with newly discovered pleasures. Feeling Harrison’s hand on her stomach, caressing lightly, she shivered. She was almost too afraid to look at him.

“Are you cold?” he asked, leaning over to her temple to drop kisses along her hairline. He was lying on his side, facing her, looking at her gloriously naked body. Never had she been so happy.

Instead of answering, for her body felt as if it were still on fire, she opened her eyes to study him. “How many women have you had like this? I know it has to be a great many for your reputation precedes you.”

He nearly choked on his own tongue and answered cautiously, “None that matter since I first saw you.”

She forced a small, indifferent chuckle and wondered at his vague answer. So he’d been with someone else in the last week? She knew the knowledge shouldn’t have bothered her, but it did. She didn’t want to think of him with anyone else—especially at this moment when he touched her so tenderly, intimately.

“It doesn’t matter, mind you,” she answered, covering her mouth to yawn. Her face turned away and the long line of her neck strained before his lips.

Harrison couldn’t resist. He kissed her throat, licking playfully at it. Her words stung him deeply, but he would never show it. How could he answer a question like that? Surely the truth would only upset her. Well, at least one form of the truth would. He thought of the last year spent pining for her. His vanity could convince him that she was just nervous, having lost her virginity to someone who didn’t make promises to her.

“How are you?” he asked, again nuzzling her ear. He trailed his hand lower over her hip, rubbing gently. “Sore?”

Syrian blushed at the forward question and tried to hide her face. “Ah, I…a little.”

He chuckled.

Suddenly, she sat up. Glancing around, she tried to avoid looking at his naked body.

“Where…?” he began, reaching to stop her as she hopped off the bed.

“I should get back to my own room,” she rushed, spying her nightgown and pulling it over her head. He threw his legs over the side of the bed to go after her. She was loosely dressed by the time he got there. Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, he pulled her to his chest, letting her feel the hard length of his desire for her.

“I don’t want you to go,” he murmured to her neck, loving the way she shivered when he touched her there.

“I can’t stay, my lord,” she said, trying to shake loose. “I might fall asleep. What if one of the servants comes in and catches us? What would Thomas say?”

“We both know what Thomas would say,” said Harrison, holding tighter the more she fought to be free. The thick nightgown only added to the softness of her. “He would demand I honor you with marriage.”

“Exactly,” she breathed, going very still—too still.



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