The Sheikh's Blackmailed Mistress by Penny Jordan

Author:Penny Jordan [Jordan, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2008-10-03T16:00:00+00:00

This time Sam was oblivious to his presence. She was staring at the screen without really seeing it as she battled against the reality being forced on her. She couldn’t love him. It was—

The shadow falling across her computer screen made her react immediately and instinctively, turning round in alarm. The colour left her face and then returned in a surge of guilty heat as she tried to reach for her mouse to close the open window before showing what she had been viewing.

Vere was too quick for her, though, reaching out to stop her, his fingers curling round her wrist, the cool white crispness of his sleeve brushing against her. She saw that he had removed the plain white headdress he wore, secured by a black plaited rope, and that his hair beneath it was thick and dark, clean with health, and cut close into his neck at the back. She had an absurd longing to reach out and trace the line where it was cut so neatly against the strong muscles of his neck, and then to trace kisses along his collarbone whilst…

Frantically she wrenched her thoughts away from the sensual images forming inside her head and tried to focus instead on the grimness of the tight line around his mouth, rather than the shape of his mouth itself as he studied the information on her screen.

Sam’s face burned as she realised that she had actually highlighted his own name.

‘Why?’ he demanded, after giving the screen a comprehensive look.

Sam understood perfectly well what he was asking her.

‘I wanted to…to know now more about you…to understand why you are behaving towards me in the way that you are,’ she answered him bravely. ‘I didn’t even know your full name.’

He looked back at the screen, indicating where she had highlighted his name and title.

‘And you believe you have found it there?’

Sam was confused.

‘What do you mean?’

‘Those are my formal names. Vere is the name those closest to me know me by. It was my mother’s choice—’ Vere stopped sharply.

What was he doing? What had got into him? Why was he letting himself imagine how her lips might form the shortened version of his name, how her tongue-tip might taste, how it might sigh against his skin in a soft sound of pleasure.

‘Vere,’ Sam said, gasping a little when he released her wrist and then took the mouse from her to close down the site so fiercely that she started to overbalance.

As she struggled to stop herself from falling Vere moved faster, grasping her upper arms and hauling her to her feet. He was breathing rapidly, his fingers biting into her flesh. Sam thought that he might have cursed her under his breath, but she couldn’t hear anything above the frantic pounding of her own heartbeat. She could smell the heat of his flesh and of their shared tension. It closed in around them, an invisible net of arousal and need meshing so tightly together that it was impossible to break free.

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