Читать книгу The Outrageous Belle Marchmain - Lucy Ashford, Lucy Ashford - Страница 3
He knew he ought to take his hands off her—now. But he wanted her. He wanted her with an urgency he couldn’t ever remember feeling in his entire life, and that big bed was too damned close …
ОглавлениеHe forced himself away. ‘Damn it, Belle, tell me to stop now. For I swear if we carry on much longer I will not be able to do so.’
‘You mean—this is real?’ she breathed. ‘You actually find me desirable?’
What was she talking about? He gave a harsh, incredulous laugh.
‘Adam—we agreed there would be no intimacy!’
There was an edge of panic to her voice that made him freeze. Cupping her face with his hands, he gazed down at her. His blood was pounding, his loins thudding just from her being near, this beautiful woman whose full, tremulous lips he longed to kiss again.
‘Belle,’ he said quietly. ‘You loved your husband very much. I realise that—’
He broke off, feeling her tremble in his arms.
‘But it’s five years since he died,’ he went on, ‘and I want to kiss you, Belle. I want to do more than kiss you—I think you want it, too. And if you don’t want me to take this further, then say so now. Say, Adam, I want you to leave.’
