reassuring tone he said, “Miss Wright, a gentleman’s kiss to a lady is not supposed to be chaste like a father’s buss to his daughter.”
“I think I understand that now, and I’m wondering why I’ve never allowed any of the gentlemen who’ve wanted to kiss me to do it. Surely I’ve been missing many opportunities to experience these wonderful feelings it causes deep inside me.”
He gave her a rueful grin. “That’s not the answer I expected from you, but do not think that every man will produce the same response in you that my kiss did.”
She eyed him curiously and watched shadows of moonlight play across his handsome features. “Why not?” she asked.
“I’ll just say that every man kisses differently.”
“How do you know this?”
His lips twitched with a little humor, and so did hers. Katherine could tell he was considering how to answer her question, so she playfully goaded him by adding, “Have you kissed many men?”
The earl laughed. It was an easy, natural sound that was pleasing to her ears.
“I have kissed no men, but since no two ladies kiss alike, I will assume it’s safe to think no two men do either.”
“And have you kissed many ladies?”
His gaze feathered down her face and back up to her eyes. “Enough.”
Katherine stared into his golden-brown eyes that were moments before seducing her and said, “I like the way you kiss.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. I liked your kisses, too. Immensely. Perhaps we should do it again.”
“That would be lovely, but dangerous. We are standing out in the open on my front lawn.”
“It won’t be the first time I’ve done something dangerous. And for reasons I don’t begin to understand and have no desire to contemplate, I am of a mind to tempt fate one more time tonight and kiss you again.”
His words tempted her and eased her fears. “I think I would like that, too, my lord.”
The earl bent his head to hers and sought her mouth once again. Katherine knew what to expect and began to kiss him back. She dropped her cane and wound both arms around his neck, pulling him closer, urging him to kiss her harder. And he did. She skimmed her hands along the width of his shoulders and down the breadth of his back.
He trembled beneath her searching hands. His arms tightened around her possessively, pressing her breasts against the firmness of his powerful chest as if he were trying to bind her to him.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered against her lips. “Let me inside to taste you.”
She followed his instructions without hesitation, and his tongue flicked across the inner surface of her lips and around the corners of her mouth, surprising her. Shivers of exquisite pleasure soared through her. She had never experienced anything as wonderful as being held tightly in Lord Greyhawke’s arms and kissing him.
She wanted to taste him, too, so she eased her tongue forward and slowly at first, until she heard him moan softly. That spurred her to respond to his kisses with the same aggressive eagerness he exhibited, and their tongues swirled and played.
Katherine knew she was being seduced, but she didn’t care. She was enjoying every moment of it. She answered every gasp, every moan, and every breath that fell from his lips as they kissed long, deep, and savoring. He slanted his lips over hers again and again. She welcomed the feel of him, the smell and taste of him to all her senses.
“Am I doing it right?” she questioned breathlessly.
“Perfect,” he answered, kissing his way down her chin to her neck and around behind her ear.
Her breath trembled in her throat, but she managed to whisper, “Are—are you feeling the same unexplainable things I am feeling?”
“Oh, yes,” he murmured on a shaky gasp. “And probably many more than you are enjoying right now.”
A wanting for more grew low in her abdomen. She had no idea that two people could create such long, delicious, and wondrous feelings of delight by their
“I think I understand that now, and I’m wondering why I’ve never allowed any of the gentlemen who’ve wanted to kiss me to do it. Surely I’ve been missing many opportunities to experience these wonderful feelings it causes deep inside me.”
He gave her a rueful grin. “That’s not the answer I expected from you, but do not think that every man will produce the same response in you that my kiss did.”
She eyed him curiously and watched shadows of moonlight play across his handsome features. “Why not?” she asked.
“I’ll just say that every man kisses differently.”
“How do you know this?”
His lips twitched with a little humor, and so did hers. Katherine could tell he was considering how to answer her question, so she playfully goaded him by adding, “Have you kissed many men?”
The earl laughed. It was an easy, natural sound that was pleasing to her ears.
“I have kissed no men, but since no two ladies kiss alike, I will assume it’s safe to think no two men do either.”
“And have you kissed many ladies?”
His gaze feathered down her face and back up to her eyes. “Enough.”
Katherine stared into his golden-brown eyes that were moments before seducing her and said, “I like the way you kiss.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. I liked your kisses, too. Immensely. Perhaps we should do it again.”
“That would be lovely, but dangerous. We are standing out in the open on my front lawn.”
“It won’t be the first time I’ve done something dangerous. And for reasons I don’t begin to understand and have no desire to contemplate, I am of a mind to tempt fate one more time tonight and kiss you again.”
His words tempted her and eased her fears. “I think I would like that, too, my lord.”
The earl bent his head to hers and sought her mouth once again. Katherine knew what to expect and began to kiss him back. She dropped her cane and wound both arms around his neck, pulling him closer, urging him to kiss her harder. And he did. She skimmed her hands along the width of his shoulders and down the breadth of his back.
He trembled beneath her searching hands. His arms tightened around her possessively, pressing her breasts against the firmness of his powerful chest as if he were trying to bind her to him.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered against her lips. “Let me inside to taste you.”
She followed his instructions without hesitation, and his tongue flicked across the inner surface of her lips and around the corners of her mouth, surprising her. Shivers of exquisite pleasure soared through her. She had never experienced anything as wonderful as being held tightly in Lord Greyhawke’s arms and kissing him.
She wanted to taste him, too, so she eased her tongue forward and slowly at first, until she heard him moan softly. That spurred her to respond to his kisses with the same aggressive eagerness he exhibited, and their tongues swirled and played.
Katherine knew she was being seduced, but she didn’t care. She was enjoying every moment of it. She answered every gasp, every moan, and every breath that fell from his lips as they kissed long, deep, and savoring. He slanted his lips over hers again and again. She welcomed the feel of him, the smell and taste of him to all her senses.
“Am I doing it right?” she questioned breathlessly.
“Perfect,” he answered, kissing his way down her chin to her neck and around behind her ear.
Her breath trembled in her throat, but she managed to whisper, “Are—are you feeling the same unexplainable things I am feeling?”
“Oh, yes,” he murmured on a shaky gasp. “And probably many more than you are enjoying right now.”
A wanting for more grew low in her abdomen. She had no idea that two people could create such long, delicious, and wondrous feelings of delight by their
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