Rescued By The Dark Duke by Allyson Jeleyne

Author:Allyson Jeleyne
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 0
Published: 2018-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Julia disappeared through the doorway, leaving Felipe staring after her. As the Duque de Torme, he’d been propositioned by women well-versed in the arts of pleasure—whores, courtesans, noblewomen, and even farm girls—yet none of them had held a candle to this proper, English virgin.

After drying himself with his damp shirt, Felipe walked into the bedroom. Julia sat on a short stool by the fire with her back to him. She still wore her dressing gown, which hung loosely around her shoulders.

Without turning, she said, “I heard you calling my name while you wept.”

Was that what she thought he had been doing? It dawned on him that Julia likely had no idea what men did in private.

“You needn’t be a saint for my sake,” she continued. “I want you just as badly as you want me.”

Felipe doubted that. He couldn’t imagine anyone could want anything as much as he wanted her. Desire coursed through his veins. It warmed him in all the places a man needed to be warmed. He wanted to go to her, to take her into his arms and lay her across his bed. He wanted to make love to her. But, of course, he couldn’t.

“Julia…”

She glanced over her shoulder at the sound of her name. Her cheeks were pink. Her eyes sparkled. A tangle of chestnut hair fell across her lips, and he wanted to go to her, and sweep it from her face.

The wiser course of action was to stand by the door.

“Julia, I’m not a saint. It is true that I want you, but, ever since the fire, I…”

He didn’t know how to tell her without shocking her. How did one explain such a personal thing?

“You were in love with your mistress.”

For three years, he had enjoyed a comfortable, monogamous relationship with Cristina. Their lives had intertwined so neatly that he never stopped to consider whether he loved her. Of course, he had—he just didn’t know it until he’d lost her.

Julia’s eyes met his over her shoulder. “I’m not asking you to love me, Felipe.”

If not for love, what was any of this even about? “Then what do you want from me?”

“I don’t know. Before you, I’d never touched a man. Never been touched by a man. Now there is a question inside me, and every fiber of my being is telling me that the answer is…you.”

Felipe nodded. He knew that question, that longing, all too well. Perhaps they could find the answers together.

He stepped toward her and stooped to place a kiss on top of her damp head. He let his hands fall to her slender shoulders. “I won’t make love to you—I’m not sure I could—but I can give you pleasure. I can give you a taste of what you crave.”

Felipe trailed his fingers around her shoulder, enjoying the feel of her soft, silk dressing gown on his sensitive skin. Gently, he peeled the fabric away to reveal one pale breast.

She trembled and leaned back against him.

He pushed her hair from her

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