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“Come now,” she murmured.
“Oh, I intend to,” he said. “But you first.”
“Promises, promises.” She slipped from his hold and danced backward across the glade. “I do enjoy pretty words. But I enjoy the deeds even more. Catch me, sir, if you can. I saw a cottage not far from here—”
He launched himself at her.
Her eyes widened with shock, then their bodies collided and they went tumbling on to the moss. He pinned her to the ground and lowered his head until they were nose to nose.
The shocked circle of her lips said it all.
People always underestimated just how fast he could move.
He grinned down at her. “I don’t require a cabin, lady. And something tells me you have no need of one.” He kissed the tip of her nose, and then pinned her hands over her head. “I believe you wanted to see how dangerous I can be? Allow me to show you.”
Enid
Enid quivered with anticipation. “Please do.”
She’d wanted Theo’s control to snap, wanted to taste the passion churning beneath that controlled exterior—and now she had a hard length of man between her thighs and the taste of him on her tongue.
Smoke and chocolate: her favorites.
She ran her tongue around her lips and arched toward him. “Now, if you please.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, voice low and threaded with desire.
“Entirely,” she whispered.
“Then your wish is my command.” He gripped her wrists with one hand, pinning them over her head with a surprisingly firm hold, while he used his free hand to nudge down her gown.
With his shirt unbuttoned and his trousers undone, he should have appeared almost comical—most males were entirely ridiculous in such a state of undress. Theo Essex was not one of them. The remains of his clothing only served to remind her of the civilized exterior she’d stripped away. Just enough of that exquisite control remained for him to untie her stays with a single hand.
She shivered and arched into his touch.
“Enid.” The light burning in his eyes was bright enough to escape the reflection of his spectacles. She felt the warning in that gaze—and the question. He was giving her an opportunity to cry off. To retreat and return to the Ball before the full force of his passion scalded her.
“Don’t you dare stop now,” she said.
“I hoped you say that.” His mouth curved, and his grip on her wrists grew fiercer yet.
She caught her breath.
Slowly, tantalizingly slowly, he was uncovering her breasts. With each inch of skin revealed, his fingers worshiped her form, drawing heated lines across her flesh that felt impossibly hot against the cool fog. It was a miracle her exposed skin wasn’t sizzling against the night air.
Her silk gown slipped to the forest floor.
Mist rolled over her naked form, and she quivered, feathers rustling against the moss and body tightening with impatience. She was already desperate for the pleasure he promised to bring.
“Cold?” he asked.
“No,” she whispered. “Merely waiting.”
“Never say I kept a lady waiting,” he said.
His fingers trailed along her skin, tracing the line of her collarbone and down, to the swell of her breasts.
Oh, he worked with his hands.
