Colin twisted her in his arms until she was pinned against the closed door. He deepened the kiss as she opened to him. He wanted to lay her down on that bed and make love to her all afternoon. But already his desire for her was growing too fast. He couldn’t do this. Making love to her would be madness when he would be leaving the estate soon.
Slowly, he pulled away from her tempting lips. She stared at him as her witchy green eyes filled with disappointment.
Disappointment?
Did she not want him to stop?
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. But as he attempted to move away from her, she held on to the lapels of his black jacket.
“I’m not,” she said softly.
Before he could withdraw from her, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. He pulled her against his body
and explored her mouth. Insatiable hunger urged his advances as his hand moved to her muslin-covered breast. A deep moan from her throat sounded like a siren’s call to him.
She arched her back, filling his hand with her rounded breast. Rubbing his thumb over her tight little nipple was his undoing. He wanted her against the door, on the bed . . . anywhere.
He should stop but seemed unable to think of anything but delving into her softness. It had been far too long since he’d been with a woman. His heart pounded against his chest as her tongue swept across his in a heated match.
She trembled in his arms and a feeling of power crashed over him. He made her quiver with desire. He made her moan with pleasure. There was only one thing he wanted more . . . to hear her cry out with passion as she reached her climax. He wanted that far more than he should.
He trailed his lips down her soft neck until he reached the bodice of her dress. He lifted his head and stared down at the wonder in her eyes. “Stop me now, Selina. I don’t have the strength.”
Her pink tongue moistened her full lips. “No,” she whispered.
No? As in no, he shouldn’t continue? Or no, as in don’t stop? He couldn’t get this wrong. “What do you want, Selina? Tell me.”
She reached for the buttons on the front of her bodice and slowly undid each one. And he had his answer. He pushed her fingers away and slid the dress down her body with his shaking hands. He turned her around to untie her stays. Unlike a few nights ago when he did the same thing, this afternoon he would see all of her. He kissed the nape of her neck. She trembled against him.
“Is it supposed to feel this exciting?” she whispered.
Oh, dear God. She was as innocent as he’d thought. The idea of being the first man inside her surged his passion higher. “This is only the beginning.”
“Oh.”
Finished unlacing her stays, he let them drop to the floor with her dress. He turned her back to face him. Her rosy nipples protruded from her shift. His cock throbbed in anticipation for her. He needed to think of other things.
Cold things.
But the heat of her body beckoned him more than any siren’s call ever could.
“Come to the bed,” he said, pulling her hand as he walked toward the massive bed. He needed to be inside her now. To feel the soft wetness of her. To feel her inner muscles clench against him as she found her release.
His desire was quickly spiraling out of control.
He yanked off his boots and then his jacket. He desperately wanted to feel her naked body against his. Desire clawed at him, urging him to take her slim hips in his hands and thrust into her silky depths.
Already, he could feel himself far too close to the edge.
Selina took a step closer to Colin and then quickly untied his cravat before her courage deserted her. She could not believe she was standing before him in just her shift. Her hands shook as she reached for the buttons on his linen shirt. After divesting him of his shirt, she reached for the buttons on his trousers.
Hard fingers held hers tightly. “I’ll do that.”
“I want to see you,” she whispered. She looked up into his blue eyes and gasped at the passion she saw. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. A sense of power enveloped her. She pushed his hands away and unbuttoned his trousers.
Before she could get any further, he pulled her down onto the bed with him. He landed on top of her. His body sliding over hers. Moisture pooled between her thighs.
“Colin,” she said softly.