tasted and teased with expert precision. She opened more, allowing the kiss to deepen, unable to deny the kiss was everything that she imagined it would be and more. The strength of his passion mixing with the gentleness of his touch had her captivated. He was like a powerful wave crashing over her and she wanted to drown in his embrace.
Guiding her backwards, she felt his arousal against her stomach as he pressed her against the bookshelf. She threaded her fingers into his thick hair and he released her mouth to trail kisses along her neck. Lost to the sensations, her body reacted easily to his touch and she pressed shamelessly against him. She moaned in pleasure when he brought his lips back to hers. He shifted and started to lift her skirt, the cool air of the room brushing her legs. The image of him holding and touching Charlotte invaded her mind, the similarities fresh in her memory.
She pulled back and tried to catch her breath as she pushed against him. Sliding along the bookshelf, sheput distance between them. Surprise registered over his features. He was breathing heavily and his eyes remained black with desire.
Her body was on fire with need, but she slowly backed away from him. “I need to leave,” she breathed, shaken.
“Lily, wait.”
She shook her head and darted out of the room. Running as fast as possible, she heard Duncan following at her heels. He was almost upon her now, but turning quickly at the top of the stairs, she entered her room and slammed the door in his face.
UNCAN PUT HIS head against the door to Lily’s room. He raised his hand to knock, but threaded his hand through his hair instead and stepped back. What the hell had just happened?
Shaking his head, he walked to his room as desire still raged in him. Closing his bedroom door, he pounded his fist against it as he looked down at his body’s undeniable response to her kiss. He cursed. He should have never drank so much wine this night, it made him reckless enough to accuse Lily of insensitivity to terrible tragedies and then kiss her senseless. In truth, he had wanted to kiss her from the first moment he saw her. She set a fire in him that he could not put a damper on and tonight he could barely control.
Could she really have anything to do with the terrible things that happened to those close to her? Lily appeared innocent in so many ways, but then she became a seductress before his own eyes when she ate her dessert in afar more provocative manner than Charlotte. She had even told him she knew what occurred between a man and a woman.
Pressing his hands against his head, he fought against the thoughts plaguing his mind. He did not trust most women, but somehow he was beginning to trust Lily. Maybe it was because she slammed the door in his face, twice, or maybe because his friend Charles adored her. His friend was convinced someone was out to harm her and then there was that strange incident in his own home. Simon never even found footprints outside. Had she been the one to make the noise? She appeared genuinely frightened when he found her, nearly naked in her white nightgown.
He flung himself back on his bed as the image of her body so temptingly visible through her thin nightgown assailed him. Then her kiss. Her passion surprised him, but then it seemed everything about her was unexpected. Staring at the ceiling, he continued to wrestle with his scattered thoughts until he drifted into a restless sleep.
Duncan woke later than usual the next day and after dressing and eating, he went to see Eleanor.
“Good morning, El.” She sat up straighter in bed as he entered the room.
“Duncan! Where have you been? I am losing my mind staying in bed, but the doctor said it is best for the baby. Thank goodness for Lily!”
He smiled and sat at the edge of the bed. “I am sorry. I have been busy doing things around the estate, but that is no excuse for not seeing my sister.”
She narrowed her eyes and said, “No, it is a terrible
Guiding her backwards, she felt his arousal against her stomach as he pressed her against the bookshelf. She threaded her fingers into his thick hair and he released her mouth to trail kisses along her neck. Lost to the sensations, her body reacted easily to his touch and she pressed shamelessly against him. She moaned in pleasure when he brought his lips back to hers. He shifted and started to lift her skirt, the cool air of the room brushing her legs. The image of him holding and touching Charlotte invaded her mind, the similarities fresh in her memory.
She pulled back and tried to catch her breath as she pushed against him. Sliding along the bookshelf, sheput distance between them. Surprise registered over his features. He was breathing heavily and his eyes remained black with desire.
Her body was on fire with need, but she slowly backed away from him. “I need to leave,” she breathed, shaken.
“Lily, wait.”
She shook her head and darted out of the room. Running as fast as possible, she heard Duncan following at her heels. He was almost upon her now, but turning quickly at the top of the stairs, she entered her room and slammed the door in his face.
UNCAN PUT HIS head against the door to Lily’s room. He raised his hand to knock, but threaded his hand through his hair instead and stepped back. What the hell had just happened?
Shaking his head, he walked to his room as desire still raged in him. Closing his bedroom door, he pounded his fist against it as he looked down at his body’s undeniable response to her kiss. He cursed. He should have never drank so much wine this night, it made him reckless enough to accuse Lily of insensitivity to terrible tragedies and then kiss her senseless. In truth, he had wanted to kiss her from the first moment he saw her. She set a fire in him that he could not put a damper on and tonight he could barely control.
Could she really have anything to do with the terrible things that happened to those close to her? Lily appeared innocent in so many ways, but then she became a seductress before his own eyes when she ate her dessert in afar more provocative manner than Charlotte. She had even told him she knew what occurred between a man and a woman.
Pressing his hands against his head, he fought against the thoughts plaguing his mind. He did not trust most women, but somehow he was beginning to trust Lily. Maybe it was because she slammed the door in his face, twice, or maybe because his friend Charles adored her. His friend was convinced someone was out to harm her and then there was that strange incident in his own home. Simon never even found footprints outside. Had she been the one to make the noise? She appeared genuinely frightened when he found her, nearly naked in her white nightgown.
He flung himself back on his bed as the image of her body so temptingly visible through her thin nightgown assailed him. Then her kiss. Her passion surprised him, but then it seemed everything about her was unexpected. Staring at the ceiling, he continued to wrestle with his scattered thoughts until he drifted into a restless sleep.
Duncan woke later than usual the next day and after dressing and eating, he went to see Eleanor.
“Good morning, El.” She sat up straighter in bed as he entered the room.
“Duncan! Where have you been? I am losing my mind staying in bed, but the doctor said it is best for the baby. Thank goodness for Lily!”
He smiled and sat at the edge of the bed. “I am sorry. I have been busy doing things around the estate, but that is no excuse for not seeing my sister.”
She narrowed her eyes and said, “No, it is a terrible
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