How To Seduce A Pirate (The Hawkins Brothers Series) by Alexandra Benedict Page B

matched the thundering beats.
    His hand clamped
hard over hers, and the smoldering look in his eyes now held an air of
uncertainty. Quickly, before he reneged on their agreement, she wrapped her
arms around his neck and took his mouth between her lips with savage hunger.
    Sweet heaven!
    Holly moaned
like a wanton wench. A kiss from him was every bit as wonderful as she
remembered, but her nerves still thrummed with violent need.
    “Touch me,” she
begged in a hoarse whisper, breaking from the kiss for one desperate breath.
    He flexed his
muscles in resistance.
    “Touch me.
Please.” She skimmed her tongue over his sensuous lips. “Just one touch.”
    His guttural
groan vibrated down her throat. It wasn’t long before trembling fingers stroked
her spine and fingernails scraped the back of her head, pressing her deeper
into the kiss.
    Yes , she
cried in her soul, rolling her lips in ravenous want. Her skin burst with
gooseflesh, and as her husband met her fervor thrust for thrust, as their
bodies moistened with sweat and undulated in a harmonious rhythm, she knew one
kiss would never be enough.
    An inconsolable pain
suddenly ripped through her. The ache swelled inside her and screamed for
satisfaction, an unimaginable longing for more, and tears filled her eyes. The
briny drops spilled down her cheeks and into her mouth, into his mouth.
    “Jesus, Holly.”
    His prayer
sounded so sincere, beseeching the strength to resist her. Why couldn’t he
forgive her? Why couldn’t he let go of the past and seize the future? Seize
her?
     He pushed her
away.
     “Are you
satisfied?” he gasped, his chest heaving, his body shuddering.
    She grazed his
mussed hair with her fingertips. How she yearned to hear him call her “sweet”
again, to feel him breathe the endearment against her naked flesh as he tasted
her body like a husband should. “I will never be satisfied until I have you
inside me.”
    Another groan. A
plaintive, even painful groan as his erection throbbed against her thigh.
    “I want you,”
she whispered into his downturned ear. “I will always want you—and no other.”
    She nipped his
earlobe with her teeth, smothered his temple with another sultry buss before
she moved off his lap.
    A pang of regret
squeezed her breast the moment she separated from him, and an impotent want
filled her. She should not have asked for the kiss without the assurance of real fulfillment. One kiss from her husband was not enough. It would never be
enough.
    But she had
learned that lesson too late.
    “A promise is a
promise,” she said, breathless, meeting his haggard gaze. “Your sister.”
    He stared at
her, bemused. “What?”
    “Your sister is
my source. She told me about your past as a pirate.”
    And with that revelation,
Holly headed for the door, her steps faltering.
    ~ * ~
    His sister?
    His bleedin’
sister?
    Quincy shut his
eyes. He was stiff, suffering from unslaked lust. And for what? He had
discovered his sister was a bloody gossip!
    What the hell
had he done? Holly had left her mark on him with her lips, her teeth, her
salacious tongue. She had explored and pillaged and branded him hers, renting
from him every ounce of resistance. He had no fight left in him. His body raged
for satisfaction. And he knew no other woman would gratify him like his wife. He
also realized the next time he confronted her, he would give in to her wiles. He
would give her her blasted wedding night.
    Quincy reeled as
he left the chair. He could smell her on him, taste her tears in his mouth.
Tears? Why had she cried? She had begged for his touch. Had he hurt her?
    I will never be
satisfied until I have you inside me.
    Aye, he had hurt
her. His body hurt, too, demanded release. He had struggled against her for far
too long, allowing his desire for her to grow stronger. He had approached the matter
all wrong. He understood now that time wouldn’t lessen a thing. If he wanted to
untangle himself from his wife’s bewitching grip, he had to