The Bluestocking by Caldwell Christi

Author:Caldwell, Christi
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503904071
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2019-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

He was going to kiss her.

As a woman who’d grown up on the streets and witnessed cruder acts than a kiss, Gertrude had come to recognize the moment just before a man embraced a woman.

In those instances, that discovery had been retained in a bid for self-preservation: know when, so one could flee. And she had fled before, for the basest beasts in the Dials didn’t give a jot about a blind eye when it came to their animalistic urges.

She’d had two men who’d dared to put their mouths on hers and their tongues in her mouth before she’d nearly bit that loathsome flesh and knocked them to the ground with a knee to their groins. Those had been the only two kisses she’d known, both vile acts from ruthless thugs in Diggory’s gang, who’d gambled . . . and accurately . . . that Diggory wouldn’t give a jot about the blind daughter. From then on, Gertrude had carried nothing more than an apathetic view of those intimate exchanges between men and women.

Until now.

Edwin hooded his gaze, those thick black lashes sweeping down and obscuring his dark-brown eyes, but not before she caught the flash of hunger blazing from within their depths as they lingered on her mouth.

Gertrude’s heart quickened.

For in this moment, with this man, nay, with Edwin, the Marquess of Maddock, she didn’t want to flee. She wanted to know the feel of his mouth on hers. She wanted to know what it was to have him wrap his arms about her.

Someone groaned. Was it her? Or him? Everything was blurred.

And then his mouth was on hers.

Heat. A scorching-hot blaze that burnt on contact. His lips, hard like steel and soft like satin, melded to hers. Gertrude went still under the delicious onslaught of it, and then turned herself over to everything he promised.

Going onto her knees, she twined her arms about his neck, tangling her fingers in his luxuriant silken tresses. Angling himself on the sofa so that they faced one another, Edwin slanted his mouth over hers again and again, and she unashamedly met every bold touch of his lips.

He filled his hands with her buttocks and drew her closer to him so their bodies were flush with no divide between them.

A long moan spilled from her lips, that sound swallowed as Edwin slipped his tongue inside, touching it to hers, and she met it with abandon.

There was nothing sloppy or vile about this exchange. “Edwin,” she groaned into his mouth, his name a plea and a prayer.

He responded by caressing his large hands over her, searchingly. He moved them down the narrow curve of her hips, her thighs, molding the fabric of her nightgown to her heated skin.

Then he reached between them and palmed her right breast.

Desire seared her veins, setting her afire from the inside out as he stroked and teased the puckered tip. “What do you do to me?” he rasped against her mouth between kisses. “You remind me what it is to feel and be alive.

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