Too Wicked to Tame by Jordan Sophie

Too Wicked to Tame by Jordan Sophie

Author:Jordan, Sophie [Jordan, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Regency, Adult, Historical
ISBN: 9780061122262
Google: sHowfzGct58C
Amazon: 0061122262
Goodreads: 154681
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1984-01-02T07:00:00+00:00


Feet pounded down the steps and she turned to watch Constance halt at the bottom step. Portia’s stockings slipped past her knees and she squeezed her legs together to keep them from sliding to her ankles.

Constance held her candle aloft and surveyed them suspiciously. “Sorry to interrupt your little tête-à-tête.”

“Constance,” Heath replied, his voice surprisingly steady, all things considered. “Good of you to unlock the door for us.”

His sister snorted. “Grandmother is furious with me.”

“I’ll deal with her,” Heath vowed with quiet assurance.

Portia slid him an uneasy glance. The hard set of his mouth almost had her feeling sorry for Lady Moreton.

“Come along, then,” Constance said, turning on the step.

“We need a moment,” he stated, holding out his hand. “The candle, if you will.”

Constance frowned. “Heath—”

“Thank you. That will be all, Constance.” His voice rang flat, final. Not to be contested.

Still frowning, Constance stepped down and handed him the candle. With a quick glare for Portia, she turned on her heels. Her lavender skirts swished noisily as she took the steps forcefully, each jarring step reverberating on the air.

Portia faced Heath. “She doesn’t much care for me.”

Without a response, he dropped, squatting at her feet.

“What—aaaah,” she squealed as he shoved up her skirts. She staggered, grabbing his broad shoulders for support.

“Hold your skirts,” he commanded, his muscles bunching beneath his fingers.

Finding her balance, she released him to grab fistfuls of skirt. She dipped her head to watch him.

One warm hand closed around her left knee, circling it until his fingers teased the sensitive back.

Her gaze snapped up, staring straight ahead even though the sight of that hand on her knee burned its image on her mind.

Her throat tightened. She swallowed fiercely, trying to open her airway. That hand slid up, taking her stocking with it. He lifted his head and locked gazes with her burning stare, searching into her very soul. His fingers trailed a flaming path along the inside of her thigh. Up, up, up…



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