An Italian Count for Christmas by Sasha Cottman

Author:Sasha Cottman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2018-08-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“You are a very generous lover. I expect you have heard that before, but still I wanted to say it,” said Isabelle.

Nico pulled her close to him, kissing her on the forehead as she wrapped her arms around him and lay her head on his chest. His heart was pounding loudly in his chest from the exertion of having ridden her hard and long. His climax still coursed through his body in waves of pleasure.

He had been unsure of what would happen once they returned to London, fearing that Isabelle’s concerns about Ann’s good opinion would keep her from his bed.

His worries had been swept away when Isabelle came to his room the night they returned from Surrey. After stripping naked for him, she had climbed into his bed and made love to him.

Their sexual encounters now increased in fervor the longer they spent together. There was a growing boldness in the way she came to him. The shy and hesitant young widow had now transformed into a sexually aggressive minx who was hungry and demanding of his body. Isabelle was beyond anything Nico had ever hoped for in a lover.

“I could say the same of you. You hold nothing of yourself back when we are together. It should always be that way between us, even after we marry,” he replied.

He brushed his fingers lightly over her breast. When the nipple immediately hardened, he wondered how long it would be until she was aroused a second time. He intended to take her at least once more before they slept. And before she slipped back to her room in the early pre-dawn, he would make it a third.

She sat up and turned to him. When their gazes met, Nico sensed a change in the mood.

“Are we to marry? I can understand if you see this as a passionate, but short-lived affair,” she replied.

He shuffled over in the bed and sat up next to her. Placing a hand under her chin he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“We will marry,” he said.

The words were said, but they lacked the certainty that he had assumed they would. Isabelle nodded slowly.

“I expect that is where things will eventually land, but I am not certain of the path we will take,” she replied.

To his disappointment, she climbed off the bed and picked up her nightgown. Nico clambered off the bed and took a hold of her gown. They wrestled with it for a moment before he reluctantly let go.

“Why won’t you stay the night in my bed? This is your house. There is no need for you to be creeping about the hallways,” he said.

Isabelle slipped her nightgown over her head.

“You are wrong on both counts. This is your house; and we have a house full of servants, not to mention a mother in law to avoid. If word got out that I am having a liaison with an Italian count, there would be the devil to pay.”

Nico huffed. He was both annoyed and insulted at her words.

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