Trial by Desire by Courtney Milan

Author:Courtney Milan [Milan, Courtney]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HQN
Published: 2010-04-20T14:00:00+00:00

He peered into her eyes. “You seem to have forgotten my many flaws. That’s not like you. Are you sure you’re my wife?”

His naked chest brushed her breasts as he leaned toward her. She could feel the heady weight of him poised above her. His flesh, so warm, was in sharp contrast with the cold air. Her own skin quivered in anticipation. He brought his hand up to touch the side of her cheek, and he brushed her jawline. A shiver went through her, a sweet portent of pleasures to come.

She could taste his kiss before he touched her lips—a mingling riot of mint and sherry. His other hand came to her shoulder and he guided her down, down until her spine met the mattress. For an instant, he looked into her eyes. He held himself above her, the muscles in his arms corded to support his weight. And then he lowered his whole body atop her, from the hard planes of his chest to the weight of his thighs. She could feel his erection pressing into her belly. His mouth found hers, and her mind emptied of everything except desire.

She wanted his kiss, and his mouth opened to hers. His lips were warm against hers; they moved slowly, yet firmly. His hand slid down her side; she could feel his touch through the thin fabric of her half-discarded nightgown, trailing down her ribs. There was nothing between them but a scant layer of silk, and even that seemed too much.

No wonder he’d not started a fire. He was a blast-furnace himself, his body searing hers.

He pulled back for breath. “Feeling feverish?”

Her blood was pounding in her head; her own breath came only in short pants. And she was hot all over, from the palms of her hands to the core of her body. She nodded shortly.

“Do you have a headache?” His tone was solicitous. “Or any pain? Or do you find that you are thinking irrationally? Women who don’t find release often do, you know. I’m only thinking of your health.”

She stared up at him, her mind completely blank for a bare instant. Then she remembered what she’d told him when she came in—her worries about the symptoms of male abstinence. She smacked his shoulder with her fist. “Are you mocking me, at a time like this?”

“Are you laughing?”

She was; her breath froze around him.

“Then it worked,” he said. “You definitely are irrational. That’s what I was waiting for.”

His hand crept up to encircle the swell of her breast. Hot and cold warred against her skin, the frigid temperature of the room contrasting with the heat of his fingers. Her nipples tingled in anticipation.

“It would be wrong for me to take advantage of you in such a state,” he intoned piously.

“It would be more wrong if you didn’t.”

He drew a figure eight atop her breast; his thumb feathered briefly over her aching nipple.

“Ned,” Kate said, “stop playing and do it.”

He was still looking her in the eye. He smiled again and raised one eyebrow.

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