The Spanish Aristocrat's Woman by Katherine Garbera Page A

and drew her down until they were pressed against each other.
    “Are you sure, Gui?”
    “Incredibly sure,” he said, realizing he wasn’t just talking about making love to her. He was also one hundred percent positive that he’d found the woman that he would marry.
    “I guess you are turned on.” Her hand brushed over his straining length again.
    “Hell, yes,” he said, pulling her to him. He lifted her slightly so that he could remove her dress. He drew it up over her body and tossed it aside, then he pulled her bra off and held her naked in his arms.
    She crossed her arms over her chest and pressed into him, he was sure to cover her nakedness. “I want to see you.”
    “No, you don’t,” she said. She leaned back just enough to loosen his tie and toss it aside. Then she went to work on the buttons of his dress shirt, and he helped her remove both it and his jacket. Once he was bare chested he took her wrists in his hands and drew them behind her back so that he could look at her body.
    She was soft, her skin white as alabaster and supple. There was a slight bump where her tummy was and her full breasts rested against her rib cage. She was turning red from the curves of her breasts up to her neck.
    “Why are you embarrassed?” he asked.
    She tugged on her hands. “Why do you always hold on to my hands?”
    “So that I can keep you where I want you.”
    “That’s not a very attractive thing to do.”
    “You’re too independent. Earlier you tried to leave me, and now you are trying to hide from me.”
    She nodded at him. “I’m trying to hide because I know that I won’t match up with the other women you’ve taken to your bed. And all this talk of being your fiancée has made me consider really going through with it, so I don’t want you to change your mind.”
    “Kara, bebe, I’d never change my mind because of this. You are incredibly lovely and turn me on like no other woman has.”
    “Gui…please don’t lie to me. It’s okay to say you want me, and for us to have sex—”
    He kissed her to quiet her down. He didn’t want to hear anything else she had to say right now. Words weren’t going to convince Kara that she was the woman he wanted. In fact, he was positive the only thing that would convince her was action.
    He drew her forward. She bit on her lip as his chest brushed against her nipples.
    “I like that,” she said.
    Blood roared in his ears. He was so hard, so full right now that he needed to be inside of her body. He caressed her creamy thighs. God, she was soft. She moaned as he neared her center and then sighed when he brushed his fingertips across her. He slipped one finger into her body. She was warm and wet and her muscles tightened around his finger. He hesitated for a second, looking into her eyes.
    Her eyelids were half-closed. She bit down on her lower lip and he felt the minute movements of her hips as she tried to move his touch where she needed it.
    He pulled her head down to his so he could taste her. Her mouth opened over his and he told himself to take it slow, but slow wasn’t in his programming with this woman. She was pure feminine temptation and he had her in his arms.
    He nibbled on her and held her at his mercy. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he caressed her spine, feathering his fingers down the length of her back to the indentation above her backside.
    She closed her eyes and held her breath as he moved one hand around to run a finger over her nipple. It was velvety compared to the satin smoothness of her breast. He brushed his finger back and forth until she shifted on his lap. He wanted to give her so much pleasure, because he felt it was a man’s job to make the woman he was with confident in her sexuality. And Kara was one woman who should definitely feel confident.
    Seeing the sexy, confident woman she was disappear when she talked about her body had made him angry. Women were vulnerable when it came to sex. Not in just a physical way, but in