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Authors: Rebecca King
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, Adult, Regency, England, 19th century, safety, Bachelor, Rogue, father, Britain, Protection, Forever Love, ballrooms, London Society, secret crush, Threat, Persuade, Ultimatum, Husband Search, Scheming, Forced Matrimony, Drastic Action, Prused
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around her. The hot sweep of his breath against her cheek made her shiver, but she couldn’t pull away. She remained where she was, hypnotised by the haze of sensation that shimmered between them. This was Trenton, the man who had owned her dreams for as long as she could remember. She couldn’t deny him.
A soft whimper escaped her when his lips brushed hers. Once, twice, they dipped and searched softly for several moments before settling more fully against hers. Capturing her sigh, she felt the tight band of his arms sweep around her waist, drawing her closer. That simple action seemed to answer the call of something deep inside him because the pressure of his mouth increased and in doing so forced her mouth to open to him; to surrender everything to his mastery.
Her head swam with the enormity of what was happening. She felt as though someone had waved a magic wand and given her everything she had ever wished for. She found herself hoping that he was her secret admirer. The thought of stirring someone like Trenton to such behaviour was thrilling and filled her heart to overflowing with heady excitement.
Was this why he had sent her the note? A shiver of delight coursed through her and she leaned infinitesimally closer to him, determined to enjoy the precious gift she had been given. In spite of the potential consequences should they get caught, she began to copy the gentle movements of his mouth. It felt wonderful as though she was lost in a sensual dream she never wanted to end.
This was Trenton, and he was kissing her , Ursula Proctor from Yorkshire. It was wonderful. It was stupendous. It was the most wondrous moment of her life.
When voices from outside of the door began to filter through the silence, Trenton reluctantly eased back. He was more than a little shaken to find that his body thrummed with desire so strong that he struggled to remember where they were.
At first, his intention had been to kiss her hard and scare her back to the ball. If she was worried she would be less inclined to agree to any more secret assignations, and he knew now that was what had been planned. While his decision had seemed a good idea at the time, now he had tasted her he was hooked on the honeyed nectar of her mouth. He was ensnared; captivated, and couldn’t pull away. She tasted like honey and sunshine. It was as addictive as the lure of her feminine curves now pressed tightly against him. To his surprise, his body roared to life as her curves settled against his solid length with such perfection it felt as though she had been created just for him.
With a low moan, he couldn’t ignore the desire that hammered his senses and tugged her closer. He slid one hand into her hair to hold her steady while his lips returned to hers. This time the kiss was different; hungrier; more a possession rather than tender exploration. His head tipped to one side as he set about plundering her senses the way he really wanted to.
When his tongue swept over the gentle curve of her lips, she gasped. Her senses reeled as he took advantage of her momentary hesitation to explore deeper into the warm recess of her mouth. She felt branded, possessed and knew that from this moment on, whatever the future had in store for either of them, she would remain forever his.
“Ursula,” he growled many minutes later when he finally gathered enough strength to wrench his lips away from hers.
The sudden rustle of foliage at the back of the room, together with the soft scuff of a footstep, made him look up warily. He tensed and studied their surroundings with a frown. Although he couldn’t see anyone he suspected they were not alone.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” he murmured as he reluctantly eased away from her.
He had to consider the consequences to her reputation if they were caught in a compromising embrace. It was enough to make him grit his teeth, ignore the temptation of her delectable curves, and put some distance between them.
She stared
A soft whimper escaped her when his lips brushed hers. Once, twice, they dipped and searched softly for several moments before settling more fully against hers. Capturing her sigh, she felt the tight band of his arms sweep around her waist, drawing her closer. That simple action seemed to answer the call of something deep inside him because the pressure of his mouth increased and in doing so forced her mouth to open to him; to surrender everything to his mastery.
Her head swam with the enormity of what was happening. She felt as though someone had waved a magic wand and given her everything she had ever wished for. She found herself hoping that he was her secret admirer. The thought of stirring someone like Trenton to such behaviour was thrilling and filled her heart to overflowing with heady excitement.
Was this why he had sent her the note? A shiver of delight coursed through her and she leaned infinitesimally closer to him, determined to enjoy the precious gift she had been given. In spite of the potential consequences should they get caught, she began to copy the gentle movements of his mouth. It felt wonderful as though she was lost in a sensual dream she never wanted to end.
This was Trenton, and he was kissing her , Ursula Proctor from Yorkshire. It was wonderful. It was stupendous. It was the most wondrous moment of her life.
When voices from outside of the door began to filter through the silence, Trenton reluctantly eased back. He was more than a little shaken to find that his body thrummed with desire so strong that he struggled to remember where they were.
At first, his intention had been to kiss her hard and scare her back to the ball. If she was worried she would be less inclined to agree to any more secret assignations, and he knew now that was what had been planned. While his decision had seemed a good idea at the time, now he had tasted her he was hooked on the honeyed nectar of her mouth. He was ensnared; captivated, and couldn’t pull away. She tasted like honey and sunshine. It was as addictive as the lure of her feminine curves now pressed tightly against him. To his surprise, his body roared to life as her curves settled against his solid length with such perfection it felt as though she had been created just for him.
With a low moan, he couldn’t ignore the desire that hammered his senses and tugged her closer. He slid one hand into her hair to hold her steady while his lips returned to hers. This time the kiss was different; hungrier; more a possession rather than tender exploration. His head tipped to one side as he set about plundering her senses the way he really wanted to.
When his tongue swept over the gentle curve of her lips, she gasped. Her senses reeled as he took advantage of her momentary hesitation to explore deeper into the warm recess of her mouth. She felt branded, possessed and knew that from this moment on, whatever the future had in store for either of them, she would remain forever his.
“Ursula,” he growled many minutes later when he finally gathered enough strength to wrench his lips away from hers.
The sudden rustle of foliage at the back of the room, together with the soft scuff of a footstep, made him look up warily. He tensed and studied their surroundings with a frown. Although he couldn’t see anyone he suspected they were not alone.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” he murmured as he reluctantly eased away from her.
He had to consider the consequences to her reputation if they were caught in a compromising embrace. It was enough to make him grit his teeth, ignore the temptation of her delectable curves, and put some distance between them.
She stared
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