Slightly Wicked (Those Very Bad Fairbanks Book 3) by Alyssa Clarke

Author:Alyssa Clarke [Clarke, Alyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Darkan Press Inc.
Published: 2022-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

She tasted like a dream come to life. Except this was a dream he’d never had before or even imagined could have existed, for Lucien had never tasted anything this sublime…this perfect. She moaned, and he swallowed the sound, careful to keep his passion in check. Her mouth moved below his, hesitantly, and he tasted the innocence. That should have urged him to lift his head and stop that madness, and he almost did, but then her hands ran up the length of his chest and wrapped themselves around his neck.

The sweetest of sighs fluttered against his mouth, then she parted her lips. Lucien groaned and deepened his kiss, drawing his tongue over the inside of her bottom lip. A fierce ache rushed through him and arrowed down to his cock, stirring him to life. Suppressing that wanton desire, he cupped her cheeks with both hands, and learned her mouth in soft kisses and nips. Teasing strokes and then deeper ones that invited her tongue to come out and play with his.

When her tongue tentatively glided against his, they both moaned. Hunger roared through him, and careful not to frighten her, he tempered the urge. Still, some of it slipped out when she moaned as he deepened the kiss. He nibbled her lower lip, startling her. Then, to his shock, she repeated his motion, kissing him with furious passion, then wickedly nipping at the corner of his mouth. His cock swelled, every muscle in his body taut and aching. God, he wanted her with a need that set his teeth on edge. A dangerous need to draw her into his lap and sit on the stone bench only a few feet away rode him. He wouldn’t take it too far, just an introduction to sin and pleasure. Before he could dare to act on the lascivious thought, she wrenched from his arms, and he let her go. Lucien grimaced to see that his own damn hand was shaking. A kiss had never impacted him in this manner, and he was a man who’d had his fair share of lovers.

“Is your intention to woo me?” she asked a bit hoarsely.

The question shocked him and revealed even more of her innocence. “Would you let me?”

“Given my grandaunt’s reaction, I do not think you are a man my family would approve of calling one me, Lucien.”

Her honesty, while refreshing, was like a scalpel as it sliced with deep precision. Still, he appreciated it very much, after the lies the other woman of her class he had thought he loved fed him.

“You are correct.”

“Then if you know it, too, why ask me to dance…and why kiss me?” she whispered.

Her words reminded him of his brother’s earlier warning. “I want you.”

“As your lover?”

How shocked she sounded.

“If that is the only way I can have you…yes.”

She laughed, the sound one of incredulity.

“You are shameless.”

And inside that incredulity, he heard the echo of a similar want and a frisson of fascination.

“Would you marry me?”

This time it sounded like she choked.

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