Duarte's Child by Lynne Graham

Author:Lynne Graham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2001-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

‘BUT we were talking about getting a divorce!’ Emily protested, sufficiently reanimated by the change of surroundings to say what she should have said five minutes sooner.

‘Correction, you were talking on that subject. When you can put up some convincing resistance to my advances, I’ll consider talking about it,’ Duarte proffered with a wolfish and very male downward glance of challenge.

‘I am not getting into bed with you again… It would be wrong!’ Emily argued frantically as she shouldered open the door in a luxurious bedroom.

‘Wrong at this juncture would be playing the tease and why should you want to?’ Duarte enquired, lowering her to the carpet, bending down to pluck off the remaining shoe she wore so that she could stand normally and then spinning her round to unzip her dress.

As he spun her back like a doll and gave the sleeves of the garment a helpful tug to assist it on its downward journey, Emily stood as though transfixed. ‘Duarte…I’m being serious—’

‘So am I,’ he swore, watching the dress slide down with satisfaction and shrugging out of his beautifully tailored jacket to let it fall on the carpet as well. ‘I want you. Here. Now. Fast…’

‘But you haven’t even told me yet what you brought me to tell me…’ her voice faltered and trailed away altogether as she thought of that ‘here…now…fast’ bit he had threatened and a truly unforgivable dart of liquid heat forced her to lock her knees together.

‘I’ve done all the talking I want to do for one day. I’ve apologised. I’ve owned up to gross insensitivity. You were as receptive as a rock-face but you didn’t complain about anything I can’t fix,’ Duarte asserted on a very single-minded tack as he shed his tie and wrenched at his shirt with pronounced impatience.

‘All right, I was lying when I said I didn’t want you to touch me,’ Emily owned up in desperation. ‘But please keep your shirt on. If you take it off, I’m lost.’

Momentarily, Duarte paused and cast her a gleaming glance of vibrant amusement. He slid out of the shirt with the fluid grace of a matador in the bull ring. ‘This is one battle you’re destined to lose—’

‘But I can’t… We can’t. This…this is not the answer!’ Emily surveyed him with guilt-stricken intensity as he stood there poised, all hair-roughened bronzed skin and lean hard muscle. Him looking like a Greek god was not exactly the biggest help she’d ever received in her belief that she had to put a lid on what was happening between them.

‘Isn’t it?’ Duarte reached out and hauled her into his arms, smouldering dark gaze roaming over the rise and fall of her breasts. He unclipped the bra, found a pouting swell of tormentingly sensitive flesh and rubbed his thumb over the throbbing tip. ‘I want you so much I’m in agony…’

She leant into him even though she tried to stop herself. She could feel the same want mounting like a hungry, conscience-free flood inside her. Last night might never have happened.

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