into his hair and he almost lost control.
Her reaction was so electrifying, so incredibly sweet that he deepened the kiss, pulling her head back so he could taste her more thoroughly, loving the way she continued to make those sexy sounds and his body hardened almost painfully as she slid herself against him. He could feel her breasts against his chest, his mind reeling at how kitten like she could be when she gave in to the attraction.
He pulled back, knowing that if he continued this kiss much longer, he would lift her lush figure into his arms and take her down the hallway to his bedroom, not letting her up until she was screaming out her release in his arms. Damn but she felt good!
He watched in fascination as she recovered from his kiss, seeing her eyes flutter open, the realization that she’d wrapped herself around him and she slowly recoiled, embarrassed by her body’s reaction.
Eva stood there, staring at the middle of his chest and wondering what had just happened. Her mind wasn’t working very well but she tried to form a thought. “Why did you do that?” she asked, whispering in case the noise of her voice melted her body that was still weak from his kiss.
“Because I wanted to,” he replied with a voice deeper with husky sensuality. “And you enjoyed it even though you’re probably castigating yourself for that pleasure.”
She took a deep breath and stepped away, refusing to admit that she might have liked the way he felt against her, or even that his kiss might have engendered a small, tiny, infinitesimal reaction inside her. “I don’t think that is part of our bargain.”
“The deal was that I could try and convince you of my sterling qualities. I consider my….abilities…one of my sterling qualities. Deal has been set, you can’t renegotiate the terms after the fact.”
“That wasn’t part of the negotiations.”
“Too late to add details to the contract. We’re going on implied conditions,” he said and handed her a glass of wine. He didn’t want her to think too much about that kiss or her reaction to it. He was concerned that she would pull away or refuse to meet with him if she was afraid of their attraction. “Tell me what you did today.” He wanted to change the subject, to get her mind off of her reaction, even though his body was still hard and aching for her curves to be back in his arms so they could finish what they’d started.
She stared down at the wine in her glass, wondering what she’d gotten herself into. This was crazy and she was terrified of what he’d just done to her, what he’d made her feel.
Her hands were shaking as she walked over to the sofa, sinking down into the soft cushions and trying to come up with a response. Unfortunately, her mind wasn’t working, it was still back on that kiss and her response. How could she have enjoyed that so much, with a man she hated? Was she that weak? Was she so promiscuous that she would allow a man to touch her that she didn’t respect?
“Eva,” Damon called out, his voice soft but firm as he watched her work through her reaction. He was concerned that she was turning that kiss into something more than it was. But it had served the exact purpose to which he’d wanted; to show her that there was an intense attraction between the two of them that she couldn’t deny. An attraction that would benefit them in their marriage and she needed to accept that so they could move on to the next step.
“What?” she snapped, still looking down at her lap, trying to hide her shaking hands.
“Look at me, Eva,” he coaxed, noticing that she was more affected by the kiss than he’d thought. That was both good and bad, he knew.
“I don’t want to look at you!” she countered.
He chuckled and moved closer. “If you don’t want to talk, then I’ll have to find something else to do until dinner is ready,” he said and started to sit down next to her.
As expected, she jumped up, almost spilling her wine in the
Her reaction was so electrifying, so incredibly sweet that he deepened the kiss, pulling her head back so he could taste her more thoroughly, loving the way she continued to make those sexy sounds and his body hardened almost painfully as she slid herself against him. He could feel her breasts against his chest, his mind reeling at how kitten like she could be when she gave in to the attraction.
He pulled back, knowing that if he continued this kiss much longer, he would lift her lush figure into his arms and take her down the hallway to his bedroom, not letting her up until she was screaming out her release in his arms. Damn but she felt good!
He watched in fascination as she recovered from his kiss, seeing her eyes flutter open, the realization that she’d wrapped herself around him and she slowly recoiled, embarrassed by her body’s reaction.
Eva stood there, staring at the middle of his chest and wondering what had just happened. Her mind wasn’t working very well but she tried to form a thought. “Why did you do that?” she asked, whispering in case the noise of her voice melted her body that was still weak from his kiss.
“Because I wanted to,” he replied with a voice deeper with husky sensuality. “And you enjoyed it even though you’re probably castigating yourself for that pleasure.”
She took a deep breath and stepped away, refusing to admit that she might have liked the way he felt against her, or even that his kiss might have engendered a small, tiny, infinitesimal reaction inside her. “I don’t think that is part of our bargain.”
“The deal was that I could try and convince you of my sterling qualities. I consider my….abilities…one of my sterling qualities. Deal has been set, you can’t renegotiate the terms after the fact.”
“That wasn’t part of the negotiations.”
“Too late to add details to the contract. We’re going on implied conditions,” he said and handed her a glass of wine. He didn’t want her to think too much about that kiss or her reaction to it. He was concerned that she would pull away or refuse to meet with him if she was afraid of their attraction. “Tell me what you did today.” He wanted to change the subject, to get her mind off of her reaction, even though his body was still hard and aching for her curves to be back in his arms so they could finish what they’d started.
She stared down at the wine in her glass, wondering what she’d gotten herself into. This was crazy and she was terrified of what he’d just done to her, what he’d made her feel.
Her hands were shaking as she walked over to the sofa, sinking down into the soft cushions and trying to come up with a response. Unfortunately, her mind wasn’t working, it was still back on that kiss and her response. How could she have enjoyed that so much, with a man she hated? Was she that weak? Was she so promiscuous that she would allow a man to touch her that she didn’t respect?
“Eva,” Damon called out, his voice soft but firm as he watched her work through her reaction. He was concerned that she was turning that kiss into something more than it was. But it had served the exact purpose to which he’d wanted; to show her that there was an intense attraction between the two of them that she couldn’t deny. An attraction that would benefit them in their marriage and she needed to accept that so they could move on to the next step.
“What?” she snapped, still looking down at her lap, trying to hide her shaking hands.
“Look at me, Eva,” he coaxed, noticing that she was more affected by the kiss than he’d thought. That was both good and bad, he knew.
“I don’t want to look at you!” she countered.
He chuckled and moved closer. “If you don’t want to talk, then I’ll have to find something else to do until dinner is ready,” he said and started to sit down next to her.
As expected, she jumped up, almost spilling her wine in the
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