Truth about Leo by Katie MacAlister Page B

tucked himself into his breeches again.
    â€œI was afraid of that. I suppose it’s for the best, really, since we shouldn’t do anything we might later regret.”
    Dagmar was having some regrets at that moment, but they had everything to do with the fact that he ceased teasing her nipples with his tongue and nothing to do with thoughts of the future. “You don’t wish to consummate me?” she asked forlornly.
    â€œOf course I want to consummate you.” He gestured toward his crotch, which was quite bulgy behind the yellow material of the trousers. “I want to consummate you as you’ve never been consummated, and then continue consummating you until one or possibly both of us expire from sheer, unadulterated pleasure, but that, my fine temptress, is not going to happen until I have made a few decisions. And to that end, let us continue the discussion we were having when you attempted to seduce me by means of your delicious breasts.”
    Dagmar finished squishing her bosom back into their stays and tugged up the bodice of her gown. She was pleased by the thought that she, the most inexperienced of women, had almost successfully seduced Leo. What might she accomplish when she had all the information at hand about the exact proceedings of the bedding?
    â€œAll right,” she said, getting to her feet when he rose to his. “But you have to kiss me first.”
    He looked like he was going to protest, then his expression changed to one of curiosity. “Not that I am opposed to such a thing, but why do you wish for me to kiss you?”
    â€œBecause my breasts are hot, and those parts of me that my mother said would someday become very useful are in fact appearing to head in that direction because they are tingling greatly, and also because I’ve never been kissed.”
    He stared at her as if she was a giant, tingly female part. “What, never?”
    â€œOh, I’ve been kissed. Mama and Papa were very affectionate, and men have kissed my hand, of course. But there is a difference between a man like Frederick slobbering on my knuckles, and a man like you, with all your muscles and your warm flesh, and your hair that I want to touch now that it’s clean again, kissing me. That I would very much like to experience, and I see no reason why you couldn’t do that now, since it involves your lips and not your shoulder or arm.”
    His eyes glinted with an amused light. “Darling, you’re not doing it right if you believe that.”
    â€œThat’s just the point. I’m not doing it at all.”
    â€œFar be it from me to deny a lady a simple request,” he said, looking somewhat noble. Dagmar wanted to giggle. “But immediately following the kiss, we are going to have the talk that I’ve been trying to have for two days now. What are you doing?”
    â€œGiggling,” she said, making an effort to stop. “You look like a brave knight about to face a dragon.”
    â€œWell, stop it. No man wishes to kiss someone who giggles. And I assure you, madam,” he said, putting his good arm around her, easing her forward until she leaned on one side of his chest, “I find the princess a much more daunting foe than the dragon. Tilt your head slightly. Other way. No, there’s no need to open your mouth up wide. I’m not going to extract a tooth. There, just like that, with your lips slightly parted.”
    Dagmar’s eyes crossed as she tried to keep him in focus when his mouth descended upon hers. At first, she wasn’t overly impressed with the experience, and she told Leo so.
    â€œFor one,” he said, pulling away enough that she could see him again. “You’re not supposed to speak while I’m kissing you. And for another, we hadn’t really started. That was just a little preliminary peck, if you will.”
    â€œIt was just your lips touching mine in no real exciting manner. To be honest, I