The Wedding Runaway by Katy Madison - Dueling Pistols 03 - The Wedding Runaway

Author:Katy Madison - Dueling Pistols 03 - The Wedding Runaway [Madison, Katy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: duel, Boston, rake, Runaway Bride, Regency, girl disguised as a boy, cursed pistols
ISBN: 2940014225793
Goodreads: 13612012
Publisher: Katy Madison
Published: 2011-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

"Don't move," Trevor gritted out between clenched teeth. He was in danger of falling over the edge and losing control. Helena probably had no idea what she had done, grabbing him like that. Hell, undoing her bonnet, stripping off her gloves, tossing her coat coupled with the way her damp white muslin gown clung to her breasts and revealed more than she could know had driven him to the brink.

He knew he scared her, but knew she had to feel his penis pulsing against her hand. His problem should be clear to her. He could only think to pin her against the tree so she couldn't wiggle or rub or clench her fingers around him. Any move might spiral him into release.

"Just give me a minute," he whispered. In any case he had to stop. They needed to discuss how far she intended this tryst to go. She had left behind her keepers, but he doubted she meant to be seduced in a public park, against a tree, in the pouring rain. Any one of those factors should have rendered her safe from an excess of attention.

"I do not know what I am about," she said with a rising note of panic in her voice.

"Yes, but you have damn good instincts." He kissed her forehead. "Don't fret, we are stopping."

She blinked her green eyes at him and bit her swollen lower lip. "Is that what you want?"

Another wave of desire crashed through him. "That is the last thing I want."

He could hardly believe that she had been kissing him, with all the abandon he could have ever hoped for. He had been sensitive of her inexperience, but that was not enough to stop him in the moment he dreamed about for five years.

"I do not understand. Why...what...Oh, I feel so strange."

"I could fix that."

She stared at him. "How?"

For the life of him, he did not know if she wanted him to explain or persuade. "I fear I will shock you, sweetheart."

She flinched at the endearment, or perhaps at his reminder that they had crossed boundaries they should not have ventured past. Did she think he had pressed too far because he was not a member of the nobility, but just a crass commoner. One bit of encouragement, even another question, and he would see to her education in the art of seduction.

She shook her head as if she could not believe what had happened. The haughty reserve dropped back over her face. A tense stiffness replaced the pliable softness in her body.

Finally, able to ease his hips back, he pulled her hand away, just in case she had any ideas of exploring her power over him. And she possessed an incredible amount of command over him.

She had run toward him, then drew up before he could embrace her. Her penchant for running hot, then cold, with him reduced him to a beggar. She had only to beckon and he would follow her to the ends of the earth. Yet, he wanted more than stolen moments of passion.

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