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‘Where no doubt you were the only student living in a penthouse apart driven about by your own personal chauffeur!’

‘Do I live in a penthouse apart me around?’

‘You probably decided to leave him in London’

‘Or in with?’ Her chin was raised scornfully ‘I never would have believed it, Rogan, but you’re an inverted snob!’

‘What is that supposed to ly

Elizabeth stood her ground ‘It means that you considered it okay to mess around with the hired help, but not with an heiress!’

Rogan becaerously still ‘Mess around with…?’ he repeated softly

‘Make love to, then Or, ly ‘What’s thean heiress scare you?’

A red tide see him to all else but Elizabeth as she faced him so defiantly across the kitchen, the spiky style of her hair seee, as did the scorn he could see in the deep blue of her eyes and that faintly contemptuous curl of her top lip

It was the contee of the caution that was usually second nature to him

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as Rogan strode forcefully across the kitchen towards her ‘What are you doing?’ she gasped, even as she took a wary step backwards

Rogan’s ht Elizabeth up against one of the kitchen cupboards, leaving her with nowhere else to go ‘I’ to seduce an heiress, of course,’ he told her, standing so close to her that he could see the nerve pulsing erratically in her throat and the wide apprehension in her eyes Could feel the heat of her body only inches away from his own Smell the perfume that was uniquely Elizabeth’s

She blinked nervously ‘Rogan—’

‘Elizabeth,’ heher wary one as he slowly lowered his head

Elizabeth’s lips parted of their own volition, even as she tilted her chin up slightly, her breathing shallow and uneven as she just stood there and waited for the fierceness of Rogan’s kiss

He came to a halt with his lips only centimetres away from hers, the war hers ‘Say you want me, Beth’

Her breasts quickly rose and fell as she breathed deeply, feeling hts of an onco car

‘Beth?’

‘Yes…’ she groaned raggedly

‘Say it!’ One of his hands came up to cup the side of her face and his thumb moved softly, erotically, between the moistness of her parted lips as he touched and caressed the inner sensitivity ‘Say it, Beth,’ he repeated insistently

She sed hard, aware she had awoken a sleeping tiger ‘I want you,’ she repeated huskily ‘Yes, Rogan, I want you!’ she said again brokenly, and she moved the short distance that separated their two bodies, her handsto the width of his shoulders even as she pressed herself against his ly, when he still held himself back from her

His eyes gleahtly, the hardness of his thighs slowly grinding against hers and clearly telling her of his own arousal as his mouth finally claimed hers

Elizabeth clung to the an’s shoulders as he kissed her deeply, hungrily, before his tongue thrust fiercely into the heat of herand pliant in his arue duelled with his

But it wasn’t enough Elizabeth wanted his hands on her Wanted to touch him too Wanted to caress the silken hardness she could feel pressed against the ache between her thighs One of her hands lide down the hard contours of his chest and stomach, down to—

Rogan broke the kiss and pulled back slightly as he captured her caressing hand and held it firmly in one of his ‘Unbutton your blouse for ruffly

Unbutton…? ‘I can’t,’ she groaned self-consciously

‘Yes You Can,’ he said, and he htly

‘Come on, Beth,’ he said huskily ‘One button at a tiaze captive by his as her shaking fingers moved to quickly unbutton the first two buttons of her blouse

Elizabeth felt totally bereft without the touch of Rogan’s ainst her oithout the heat of his body pressed so intihtly as they slowly released each button of her blouse froainst the heat of her bare flesh, her nipples pressed eagerly against her lacy bra