Once a Scoundrel (Rogues Redeemed #3) by Mary Jo Putney

Author:Mary Jo Putney [Putney, Mary Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Regency, Sea Stories, Fiction, Romance, Action & Adventure, Historical
ISBN: 9781420140972
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-09-25T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Rory felt nervous as Gabriel pulled her down to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. “This seems so . . . deliberate.”

“It is,” he said with a reassuring smile. “But we’ll do only what you want. Just being private together is a gift. No helmsman nearby, the main door locked, just us. And you can leave whenever you wish.”

“I don’t want to leave,” she whispered. The dim light of the lamp illuminated the strong planes of his face and the sea-blue eyes that met hers with unnerving honesty. He wore only drawers and a loose, open-necked linen shirt worn to softness.

Studying the neat bandages around his head and his arm, she asked, “How do you feel? You looked rather dire last night.”

“A bit of a headache, a sore arm. Nothing to signify.” He lifted her hands and pressed a kiss on the back of each. “Nothing to interfere with cherishing you.”

Most of her nervousness dissipated. “You are such a lovely man. You listen. A lot of men don’t listen much to women.”

“Their loss. Women are interesting.” He grinned. “And it’s my gain if the fact that I listen makes you think I’m lovely.”

“That’s not the only reason,” she said, laughing. He was also wise and kind and reliable, and the more she looked at him, the more attractive he became. Strong and masculine, with a well-muscled body and broad, powerful shoulders. “But if I say too much, you might become vain.”

“I’ve been accused of many failings, but vanity has never been one of them.”

“Then you’ve spent too much time at sea with only men around.” She skimmed her palms across those beautiful shoulders, then down his chest. The open neck of his white shirt revealed soft brown hair beneath. She brushed her fingertips over it, thinking that the differences between male and female were so very, very interesting. She leaned forward and kissed his bare throat while resting her hands on his taut waist.

He exhaled with pleasure and stroked his large hands down her back from shoulders to waist to hips. “I love that women have curves in places where men don’t even have places.”

Desire began coiling through her. When they’d kissed at the taffrail, touch and taste and reaction had occurred so swiftly that there had been no thought. Now she had time to think and savor how much she liked touching and being touched by him. “I’m beginning to understand the meaning of sensuality. Of so many senses coming to life.”

She exhaled a soft breath against his chest, then nibbled her lips along his throat to his jaw, his cheek, his mouth. His wonderful, warm mouth, which opened under hers.

Hesitantly she touched her tongue to him, startled by how erotic that felt. Sensuality indeed! He responded with no hesitation at all. The kiss deepened and her eyes closed as she submerged herself in her tingling senses.

His hands had come to rest on her hips, holding her firmly in place, and the strength of his clasp created a flowing, liquid response deep inside her.

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