The Widow's Auction by Sabrina Jeffries

Author:Sabrina Jeffries
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-06-30T12:39:59+00:00

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Isobel was already half in ecstasy from what Justin was doing to her breasts. Henry had never even touched her breasts, but Justin made up for it with his wicked lips and flicking tongue. Who would have dreamed it could feel this exciting to have a man’s mouth there? The way he teased and sucked. . . it sent a luscious heat melting down through her belly, down. . . down. . .

To where his hand was sliding under her chemise. A thrill of awareness shot through her. He was going to touch her down there, in her secret place. She held her breath, half-afraid, half-eager. But when his finger burrowed through her tangled curls to stroke the flesh already aching for a caress, she thought she’d jump out of her skin.

The sensations were so intense that she dug her fingers into his shoulders. His mouth grew fierce and devouring on her breast, and his finger. . . oh, dear heaven, his finger! It was inside her, for pity’s sake, delving inside her with a deft stroke that made her gasp. He delved again, more deeply, and she squirmed. It felt so good. Strange, but good.

Soon he had two fingers inside her and was using his thumb to fondle a sensitive spot that sent her right out of her mind. Ohhh, the things he was doing with those devilish fingers! A tension built between her legs, a tension that he fed with every stroke and caress.

She’d never imagined such a thing! It was better than kissing, better by far. . . better than anything. . . so very exciting. . . Oh, Lord, now the tension grew almost unbearable, making her strain against him to get more, feel more of those magical fingers.

Until suddenly the tension peaked, sending her soaring into a realm of pleasure she’d never, ever known.

A cry erupted from her mouth. . . his name, over and over. That seemed to encourage him further. He went on fondling her until she peaked again more fiercely, her hands tearing at his shirt, her throat hoarse from her cries.

Only when her knees buckled did he stop, drawing his hands from beneath her chemise to steady her. His mouth left her breast, and his eyes shone with need as he gazed up at her. She reveled in it. Who would have ever guessed that Lord Warbrooke was capable of such intensity? Or that he could show a woman such pleasures?

She cupped his face, fumbling for words to express how wonderful it had been and how eagerly she anticipated the rest, but he jerked away from her touch.

Her heart caught in her throat as he rose slowly to his feet. To her shock, he pulled the chemise back up to cover her breasts. Reaching for the ties, he began to fasten them again, and she caught his hand. “Stop that! What are you doing?”

He stepped back from her, his breath coming in unsteady gasps. “You’ve had your taste. That ought to be enough.

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