Saved by the Belle by Shana Galen

Author:Shana Galen [Galen, Shana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexy hero, rompy Victorian, Fun Romance
Published: 2023-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Hew felt the change in Belle immediately. She seemed to melt into him as soon as he brushed his lips over hers. He reached out, put an arm about her, and pulled her close, pressing her body against his chest. She felt boneless, offering no resistance.

His mouth moved on hers gently, learning its curves and dips. He’d been wanting to do this ever since he’d first opened his eyes, looked into her face, and she’d told him she was nursing him. He’d been delirious and drugged with laudanum, but he’d wished he could kiss her. Now he was kissing her, and to his surprise, she was kissing him back.

Hew knew she wanted him. He’d been married and knew a little—a very little—about women. He didn’t believe the current mythology that women didn’t have the same lusts men had. His wife had enjoyed their bedsport as much as he. Hew knew what desire and arousal and appreciation looked like. Even if Belle Howard hadn’t wanted to feel any of those things toward him, he’d seen them in her face.

She wanted him, and now she was showing him how much. She made a sound of frustrated need, and Hew deepened the kiss. She opened to him, tasting him as he tasted her. He caught the flavors of the tea she’d been drinking, light and sweet. Her arms went around him, her fingers digging into his back, pulling him closer. So perhaps she was not so sweet. Hew turned and pushed her against the preparation table. She broke the kiss, levered herself onto the table, then pulled his mouth back down to hers. When her legs wrapped about his waist, he felt his own desire heighten.

He'd intended to satisfy his curiosity with a long kiss, but now he found himself even more curious. A kiss would not satisfy—either of them, it seemed.

Hew allowed her to take the lead, her kisses fumbling but passionate. He tilted her head back, loosed her hair, and let the soft tresses fall over his hand. His other hand was at the small of her back, and he was conscious of the need to cup the swell of her hip or the curve of her buttocks, but he held that hand firmly in place. As much as he wanted to toss her skirts up and take her on the kitchen table, he was still a gentleman. Belle was more than a vessel to satisfy his lust. She’d saved his life, and he wouldn’t repay her by rogering her on a hard wooden table.

Her legs tightened on his waist, drawing him closer to the heat at the center of her. His hand on her back tightened as he attempted to control his baser urges. She was making that more and more difficult by the minute as her sweet tongue slid into his mouth and tangled with his. Erotic thoughts flitted through his mind, acts Hew was pretty certain he wasn’t yet strong enough to attempt. But, oh, how she made him want to try all of them and more, even if it killed him.

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