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wanted desperately
to touch him.  
    Feeling Tiffany’s slight movements, Alex immediately assumed
she was trying to free herself from his grasp and promptly released her
arms.   Had he mistaken her intent?   Lifting his mouth he began to pull back, but she surprised him then,
wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer with a small, pleading
whimper.   No, he hadn’t been
mistaken.   She wanted him, just as much
as he wanted her.   The confirmation set
his blood afire.   His hands moved to her
waist, drawing her even more tightly against him.
    Tiffany nearly sobbed in relief as Alex’s lips once again
melded with her own.   The first touch of
his lips had been gentle and coaxing, but now he plundered her mouth, ravaging
the delicate softness of her pliant lips.   She loved it.   She felt his tongue
glide across her lower lip then and shivered as a pleasurable sensation
unfurled in her stomach.   She parted her
lips at his gentle prodding and suddenly the kiss took on a whole new
dimension.  
    As his tongue swept the sweet, inner recess of her mouth,
Alex half-expected her to shy away, but she didn’t.   She uttered a breathy moan instead, her
fingers splaying wide at the back of his neck, delving into the thick locks of
hair that brushed against his shirt collar.   It felt good, too good.   Lord help
him, he couldn’t seem to stop.   Crushing
her to him, his right hand moved gradually upward, his thumb moving in small
circular motions as he leisurely made his way to the enticing swell of her lush
breasts.
    As Alex’s tongue swirled decadently within her mouth,
Tiffany felt her legs turn to jelly beneath her.   Oh it was heavenly.   Lost to the astonishing and unexpected
sensations rioting throughout her body, she was oblivious to everything but
Alex’s intoxicating touch.
    Alex, however, was slightly more attuned to their
surroundings and absently noted the abrupt cessation of music coming from the
ballroom.   But ultimately it was the
sound of voices that suddenly brought him hurtling back to his senses.   With a muffled curse, he reached up and
grabbed Tiffany’s arms from around his neck, pushing her backward he quickly
set her away from him as he surveyed the surrounding area.   Good lord, what the hell had he been
thinking?   Had he completely lost his
mind, he wondered in sudden consternation?
    Glancing back at Tiffany, he noted the somewhat dazed
expression that lingered upon her face.   Her beautiful blue eyes were unfocused and she seemed to sway slightly
on her feet.   Grasping her shoulders, he
gave her a slight shake in an attempt to bring her back to her senses.   Christ, if anyone saw them as they were now
they would know exactly what they’d been doing.   Giving her another quick shake, perhaps a bit more roughly than he’d
intended, he was relieved to see awareness slowly reentering her eyes.   “Someone’s coming,” he cautioned in a hushed
whisper.
    As the pleasant fog gradually faded from Tiffany’s mind, she
realized that Alex was no longer holding her in a passionate embrace, but
shaking her instead, and none too gently.   Blinking rapidly, it took a moment for his words to register in her befuddled
brain.   But then she heard them, the
voices, growing increasingly louder with each passing second.   With a small gasp of dismay she took a step
back, lifting her fingers to her mouth.
    Pulling her from the shadows, Alex swiftly propelled Tiffany
in the direction of the voices.   Unfortunately, they would just have to brazen it out and hope for the
best.   “If you’re sure the dizziness has
passed, I shall escort you back inside now, Lady Tiffany,” he said, raising his
voice slightly.
    Taking Alex’s queue, Tiffany responded, praying that her own
voice sounded as steady as his.   “Yes,
I’m feeling much better now, Lord Chesterfield, thank you.   I’m sure it was just the heat.”
    A second later, he and Tiffany came face to face