Seduced by a Marquis (Regency Unlaced 8)

Author:Carole Mortimer [Mortimer, Carole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carole Mortimer
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

There were a dozen reasons Bella should not allow Lysander to lay her down on top of the bedcovers before quickly joining her.

Fortunately, she could not think of a single one of them at this moment.

She was aware only of Lysander. The heavy delight of his muscular body and arousal as he lay half across her. The heat of his lips as they explored the tops of her breasts. The warmth of his hand upon her thigh as he pushed her gown out of the way so that he might caress her.

The arching of her body as Lysander’s fingers breached the slit in her drawers. The pleasure as he caressed and stroked the aroused and wet flesh beneath. The swelling, flowering of her nether lips. The ache of the engorged nubbin above.

Lysander raised his head so that their faces were now only inches apart, his breath a warm caress across her parted lips. “I wish to kiss you here.” His fingers lightly caressed the inflamed sensitivity between her thighs.

Her eyes widened. “There…?”

Was it wrong of Lysander to feel a warmth of pleasure in knowing, from Bella’s startled and breathy reaction, his would be the first lips to kiss and taste her pussy? If it was then he offered no apology for it. For better or worse, Bella was his, damn it, and he wanted to possess her in every way possible. For his to be the only hands and lips she responded to in future.

He nodded. “Will you allow it?”

Her expression warmed. “I will allow you anything, Lysander.” She raised her arms to brush her fingertips lightly over the rigid muscles in his back, causing Lysander to shudder and shake before those hands moved higher so she could thread her fingers into the hair at his nape.

“Anything?” He heard the hoarseness in his own voice as his head was filled with vivid images of the ways in which he might make love to Bella.

“Anything,” she confirmed, her lashes lowered so he couldn’t see the expression in her eyes.

He drew in a ragged breath. “Then I would like for you to remove your clothes and let me look at you. All of you.”

“You only want to look?” She sounded disappointed.

“God, no.” His groan was rueful. “But I would like you to allow me to look at you first. Not because you have to,” he added with a scowl. “But because you want to.”

Bella gazed up at him, drinking in those admiring blue eyes, taut cheeks, and sensually curving lips. Feeling the throb of his arousal against her thigh. She felt closer to him now than she had for days, and she wanted that closeness to continue. “I want to.” She nodded. “Although I fear I might be somewhat bruised—more bruised—after my tumble from Giselle earlier.”

“Then I will kiss them all better.” Lysander’s lips claimed hers, velvet soft as they coaxing her to part her own lips and allow his tongue to flick lightly against hers. The moment she did so,

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