The Spanish Groom by Lynne Graham

Author:Lynne Graham [Graham, Lynne]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-03-14T05:00:00+00:00

words velvet-soft. 'I invariably calculate everything right down to the final full-stop.'

'You probably can't help yourself...'

Dixie found it impossible to concentrate when she looked up into that lean, dark fallen-angel face of his. Instinctively she hovered, without acknowledging either her own fierce reluctance to be parted from him or the fact that Cesar had actually tightened his grip on her hand. Indeed, all of a sudden it was as if the world was standing still, and in the interim every sense magically sharpened. She was incredibly aware of each breath that she drew, of the surging pulse of her own blood through her veins...

'I feel...I feel like I'm tipsy,' she confided.

'Least it's not a "really creep feeling" this time...' Cesar muttered almost dazedly as his dark head slowly, steadily lowered to hers.

And she stopped breathing, sanity drowning in his brilliant magnetic gaze. As his mouth found hers, with a sweetness that was almost unbearable, she felt her knees start to give. He caught her up into his arms and cannoned backwards into the door to close it. 'Stay with me.. .1 don't want to be alone tonight,' he confessed raggedly.

And then he kissed her again, hard, hungry, drugging kisses that blew her mind and melted her to liquid honey. He might have spoken again. But every time he tried to stop kissing her Dixie held him fast. The wanting had escaped like a dam burst inside her, carrying all before it. So powerful was that need she could not resist it.

With an erotic expertise she was defenceless against, Cesar let his tongue delve deep, emulating a far more intimate possession. Sealed in his arms, she trembled violently, heartbeat racing, pulses thrumming. Bringing her down on the bed, he knelt over her, releasing the tie on her robe, tugging it down oat of his path as he pressed his mouth hotly to the sensitive skin at the base of her throat, and she jerked and whimpered out loud.

That betraying sound made Cesar jerk up his head. He gazed down at her then, and stilled, tension snaking through every muscle of his lean, powerful body. 'No, I'm not sober...this shouldn't be happening, cam,' he began with breathless urgency. 'I'm not in control.'

'Why should you be?' Dixie asked helplessly.

Disconcerted by that unexpected response, Cesar stared down into her starry eyes, and he dragged his hands from her slender forearms like a male fighting himself every step of the way. A long shudder racked him. 'Stop looking at me like that,' he urged unsteadily.

Dixie was fascinated. 'Like what?'

With a stifled expletive, Cesar closed his eyes and snatched in a jagged breath of restraint. 'Accidenti!' he groaned. '1 want you so much...I've never wanted a woman as desperately as I want you right now!'

That acknowledgement of her feminine power was like a shot of adrenalin in Dixie's veins. It was a power she had never dreamt she might, possess. There was no rational thought in the manner in which she reached up to Cesar and found his wide, sensual mouth again for herself.

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