When His Kiss Is Wicked by Kaitlin O'Riley

Author:Kaitlin O'Riley
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2009-04-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Once a Rogue

Colette couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t think. She could only hang on and kiss him back. Her knees trembled and she doubted she had the strength to stand if she did not wrap her arms around his neck for support. The scent of him, something clean and spicy and distinctly male, enveloped her and she lost herself in the sensation of his insistent mouth on hers.

As she had when he kissed her the first time, she instinctively opened her mouth to him in invitation. His low growl of approval excited her almost as much as the feel of his warm tongue penetrating her mouth. Filled with satisfaction at having pleased him, she pressed closer to him, loving the contact with his broad chest. His lean, muscular arms encircled her easily, pulling her closer still.

Oh, God, she should not be doing this…

But how could she not?

Lucien’s warm hands cupped her face and he continued kissing her. Her world seemed to tilt and spin crazily around her as she clung madly to his broad shoulders for support. Her legs shook. His long fingers threaded into her upswept hair, gently loosening the pins that held her wavy locks in place. As her long hair fell like a dark curtain around her, his kiss deepened. His mouth locked on hers, devouring her, with a hunger that matched her own. His kiss demanded all of her, and she surrendered on a sigh, giving herself to him freely, eagerly.

Slowly he backed her up until she found herself against the wall, her hips pressed against the wainscoting. And still his lips never left hers. A crazed and ravenous sensation overtook her, until all she could think of was Lucien. Lucien’s seductive lips, hard and insistent on her mouth. Lucien’s rough stubble, rubbing the tender skin on her face, branding her. Lucien’s strong hands—caressing her cheek, entwined in her hair, locked around her waist, now moving around the curve of her hips.

Still linked tightly around his neck, her hands found their way into the soft mane of his hair. Marveling at the feel of the softness of his dark curls, she splayed her fingers around the curve of his head while his hand slid up higher and cupped her breast. She sucked in her breath at the intimate contact. He gently squeezed her, kissing her lips even harder.

Suddenly he pulled his mouth away from hers, and her arms fell reluctantly to her sides. Without his support, her head fell gently back against the wall. An overwhelming sense of loss encompassed her at being deprived of his touch.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” Lucien whispered, his voice ragged and out of breath.

Pressing her bruised lips together and soothing them with her tongue, she could still taste him. Her lips felt full and heavy. Again it felt as if she were waking from a deliciously warm dream on a cold winter morning, and slowly she opened her eyes. His face was so close to hers, his green eyes intent, urgent.

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