assure her that it was only a kiss. And it would be short at that. But he couldn’t do it, couldn’t say the words. At some level, he knew the words would be a lie and he didn’t want to start off their relationship, as odd as it was already, with a lie.
He pulled her that last little ways, then pulled her hands higher, placing them on his shoulder. His hands then moved down her body, settling on her slender waist. Damn, but she was thin! Too thin, he thought with a groan as he lowered his head. Closer and closer, he watched her eyes as he bent over her. She turned her face up to his and it was as if the moment were in slow motion. He was making too big a deal of this kiss, he told himself.
And then their lips touched, her breath came out of her, sweet and soft and he couldn’t resist tasting her. Deepening the kiss, he moved her closer, pulling her against him, feeling her soft breasts against his chest. As soon as he felt her lips, felt the soft, barely there quiver, that was the end of the control he’d been able to maintain. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, his mouth moving over her soft lips, caressing and teasing, nipping at her lower lip until she opened slightly for him. He bent lower, his mouth devouring her with the pleasure, the excitement that ripped through him.
Emma couldn’t believe how wonderful kissing was. With this man, it wasn’t the embarrassing situation, the fumbling trials she’d imagined her first kissing to be like. It was smooth and erotic, her body lifting into his, her mind shutting off and her lips moving closer, wanting more of him but not sure what would be appropriate. She imitated everything he was doing to her, wanting to learn, to feel and to know him. This might be their only kiss and, for some reason, she suddenly wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, to experience all that a kiss could be and Jason didn’t disappoint. When he nibbled on her lower lip, she almost jumped but since his arms were around her, it just put her more securely in his arms.
She felt him pull her closer, his strong arms holding her while his mouth moved over her again and again, caressing her with those firm, sensuous lips that delivered everything she hoped a kiss could be.
The soft laughter to her left slowly filtered into her mind. She opened her eyes, looked up into Jason’s and wondered what had just happened. He looked just as confused as she was but he pulled himself together faster and stepped back, leaving Emma feeling cold, bereft.
He tucked her hand into his arm, then turned to face his friend. “Thank you for your help,” he said to the judge.
The other two women smiled broadly, obviously excited to be a party to such an important and secret wedding. Jason knew they were both chomping at the bit to rush out of here and sell the story to the press.
“I also appreciate your discretion,” he added on, a message not directed to Todd because he knew his friend wouldn’t reveal to anyone what had happened here this afternoon. The comment was for his assistants, a reminder that they didn’t want to mess with him on this situation.
Todd immediately turned to both women, giving them a dark look. “No one will hear about this wedding until you’re ready to post the issue at your leisure.” Which meant that the papers wouldn’t even be filed until Jason was ready for that to happen.
Emma bit her lower lip, her body trembling with reaction after that kiss and she missed most of the interaction between Jason and the other three occupants of the room. She wouldn’t have cared either because she had no friends who would care if she were married or not. If she’d thought about it, she might have wondered if the announcement might have gotten word to her mother, who might want to approach Emma, but she was too confused, too shaken by the kiss to think about anything
He pulled her that last little ways, then pulled her hands higher, placing them on his shoulder. His hands then moved down her body, settling on her slender waist. Damn, but she was thin! Too thin, he thought with a groan as he lowered his head. Closer and closer, he watched her eyes as he bent over her. She turned her face up to his and it was as if the moment were in slow motion. He was making too big a deal of this kiss, he told himself.
And then their lips touched, her breath came out of her, sweet and soft and he couldn’t resist tasting her. Deepening the kiss, he moved her closer, pulling her against him, feeling her soft breasts against his chest. As soon as he felt her lips, felt the soft, barely there quiver, that was the end of the control he’d been able to maintain. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, his mouth moving over her soft lips, caressing and teasing, nipping at her lower lip until she opened slightly for him. He bent lower, his mouth devouring her with the pleasure, the excitement that ripped through him.
Emma couldn’t believe how wonderful kissing was. With this man, it wasn’t the embarrassing situation, the fumbling trials she’d imagined her first kissing to be like. It was smooth and erotic, her body lifting into his, her mind shutting off and her lips moving closer, wanting more of him but not sure what would be appropriate. She imitated everything he was doing to her, wanting to learn, to feel and to know him. This might be their only kiss and, for some reason, she suddenly wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, to experience all that a kiss could be and Jason didn’t disappoint. When he nibbled on her lower lip, she almost jumped but since his arms were around her, it just put her more securely in his arms.
She felt him pull her closer, his strong arms holding her while his mouth moved over her again and again, caressing her with those firm, sensuous lips that delivered everything she hoped a kiss could be.
The soft laughter to her left slowly filtered into her mind. She opened her eyes, looked up into Jason’s and wondered what had just happened. He looked just as confused as she was but he pulled himself together faster and stepped back, leaving Emma feeling cold, bereft.
He tucked her hand into his arm, then turned to face his friend. “Thank you for your help,” he said to the judge.
The other two women smiled broadly, obviously excited to be a party to such an important and secret wedding. Jason knew they were both chomping at the bit to rush out of here and sell the story to the press.
“I also appreciate your discretion,” he added on, a message not directed to Todd because he knew his friend wouldn’t reveal to anyone what had happened here this afternoon. The comment was for his assistants, a reminder that they didn’t want to mess with him on this situation.
Todd immediately turned to both women, giving them a dark look. “No one will hear about this wedding until you’re ready to post the issue at your leisure.” Which meant that the papers wouldn’t even be filed until Jason was ready for that to happen.
Emma bit her lower lip, her body trembling with reaction after that kiss and she missed most of the interaction between Jason and the other three occupants of the room. She wouldn’t have cared either because she had no friends who would care if she were married or not. If she’d thought about it, she might have wondered if the announcement might have gotten word to her mother, who might want to approach Emma, but she was too confused, too shaken by the kiss to think about anything
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