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Lysander bent down and lifted her and settled her down on the bed ‘You think too much,’ he told her
‘Possibly…’ Ophelia watched him remove her dainty bridal shoes She couldn’t quite believe that she was allowing hih her while herif she could allow herself to succu to sleep with him Was it wicked to be curious? In terms of pure physical attraction, he was definitely the one She wasn’t a ro in love with hi stupid like that, she told herself She knew his liht stand A week of fidelity would be a long-term commitment for him
‘Do you …?’ Ophelia hesitated
‘Asking what?’
‘If you’re currently involved with someone else?’ Ophelia almost winced as she spoke
Engaged in unbuttoning his shirt and casting it aside, Lysander suppressed a groan of disbelief ‘Theos…youso complicated! No, there is no one else at present’
Ophelia noticed how careful he was to qualify that declaration with the words ‘at present’ A muscular brown strip of rammed shirt Her ed her round to unhook her dress She alh he were a pin-up guy on a poster, but quite another thing to i an audience for the fancy lingerie she as even
‘You’re very tense…’ Lysander unfastened the delicate bra that banded her pale narrow back and stood her up again
She looked down at her bare breasts and hurriedly away again, only just resisting a pro to cover her naked flesh with her hands She considered telling him that he would be her first lover and swiftly discarded the idea He ht think her lack of experience was funny Even worse, he ht think that no man had ever been that interested in her Every fear that could occur to her at such aup inside her mind when her dress fell round her ankles and he lifted her out of the puddle of white silk
‘Oh…’ she gasped, settled back down on the bed, her slender body alternately taut and quivering with nervous energy
‘Oh…’ Lysanderhis iue in a provocative invasion between her swollen lips
Her hips jerked in i between her slender thighs He explored the ripe swell of her rounded breasts and toyed with the tender peaks Awave of response took hold of her
‘Luscious,’ he groith masculine satisfaction
As Lysander studied her pale curves an enervating mixture of pleasure and self-consciousness battled inside Ophelia Her face burned He closed his lips round a pointed pink nipple and she almost cried out in startled response Her body wouldn’t stay still for her Her fingers buried themselves into the silky thickness of his close-cropped black hair and her back arched He lifted his head again and drove her lips apart with devouring hunger She loved the way he kissed It was addictive Her hands dropped to the corded strength of his strong shoulders Her hts She couldn’t credit the strength of what she was feeling or the power of her need to touch him
Lysander lifted his tousled head to look down at her Below the black fringe of his lashes, his sers through the glossy coils of golden hair spilling across the pillow He was enjoying his new right to touch Her bewitching ice-blue eyes shone against skin with the luminous quality of a pearl ‘You looked incredible in that dress today,’ he told her
Disconcerted by that comment, Ophelia blinked Lysander frowned because he had not intended to co off balance, he crushed the strawberry ripeness of her voluptuous ot lost behind ai power of his hened strength of his thighs and the intrinsically wonderful and falorious The feel of his bold erection shocked and pleased her And the whole ti in her eardru as the pleasure became more and more intense
She didn’t even notice her re removed All honeyed heat and response, she reacted by instinct to the pulsing ache at the junction of her thighs He skih the pale curls that crowned her mound and teased the tiny sensitive bud beneath Her ability to think vanished In the grip of his sensual expertise she whi, irresistible need He traced the slick wet heat at the heart of her and exquisite sensation engulfed her in wave after wave Caught up in out-of-control excitement, she craved a completion she had never known before
‘You’re very small,’ Lysander murmured
Ophelia looked up at hi what he in…’ And the instant the admission left her she tensed and closed her eyes because ironically, noin bed with him was, that information felt as if it was much too private to share
Not for one ue because at that moment he didn’t care what she was Her fervent response to hiht A sheen of sweat on his bronzed skin and with hands that were rather less steady and controlled than usual, he parted her legs and came over her
When he began entering her, Ophelia tensed and gasped, for he felt ie Desire and panic took her in equal parts ‘If it hurts too much you’ll have to stop,’ she warned hi!’
His breathing fracturing with the effort that restraint de over hers, Lysander stilled and stared down at her in shock and growing awe ‘You were serious You’re really tiny—’
‘Stop!’ Ophelia recoiled from the sharp stab of pain
‘A virgin…’ Studying her with laser-beae hand over hers ‘I’ll be gentle…I promise, yineka mou’
Ophelia discovered that being looked at with aas rather pleasant And just for once he was doing as he was told while at the sa that she had told hi a little to the intrusion of his and the throbbing ache of hunger was stirring again
‘I’rowled, his accent thick and deep as his long brown fingers toyed abstractedly with the wedding ring she wore ‘Don’t make me stop’
For the first time Ophelia was conscious of her fe back at every pulse point ‘All right,’ she framed in a driven whisper
Lysander shifted in a subtle ht shut as he slowly, carefully sank deeper It hurt and she cried out He paused and cupped her face with his hands, then kissed her with a honeyed eroticism that somehow made her bite back the next moan He murmured in Greek, bronze eyes like flames as she looked up at him A ripple of pleasure rewarded her for her stoicism When she had taken all of him, the burn of his possession faded and exciteure
‘You feel like velvet,’ he told her with hoarse appreciation
She had neither the breath nor the concentration to find words to describe what she was feeling Sensual delight h her in a hot, feverish surge He sank into her again and again with long, measured strokes Sensation piled on wonderful sensation, stoking her excitement to incredible hei
ghts Treht up in the frantic cli ripples of ecstasy consu pleasure that followed, she lay in his arms in a daze
A virgin, Lysander savoured with admiration, and pressed a kiss on her s and an even greater sense of satisfaction with her It was the most extraordinary sensual experience he had ever had He knew virginity shouldn’t count in the balance of her sins but soht have she didn’t sleep around All of a sudden ence It was quite some time since his sex life had delivered the satisfaction he had once taken for granted Woeable blur, all too sily His bride was, at least, an original He laughed huskily, thinking how easy it was to turn a negative into a positive All it took was a creative and innovative mind
That soft h thrust Ophelia rudely back to reality at the sath and draped her across his chest like a rag doll Shifting to a cooler spot in the bed, he kicked off the sheet Oh, uilty horror A one-night stand, she reminded herself, but the memory of that insane piece of self-justification onlyShe had surrendered to the eneain She could have screamed with vexation
‘I need a shower…and then…’ Lysanderan intimate hand down over the curve of her bottom
Ophelia rolled off hih she had been assaulted and flipped round ‘And then…nothing!’ she stressed in a tight undertone ‘This was a one-off A colossal mistake Please don’t ask me to explain myself’
Lysander regarded her with scientific interest and considerable a a woman to explain herself, especially one with as much to say for herself as Ophelia He had discovered that her Achilles’ heel was her essential lack of sexual experience and being Lysander he was unlikely to overlook that vulnerability Ebony lashes low over glittering metallic eyes, he murmured wickedly, ‘You were so hot—’
‘Shut up—don’t you dare gloat! I don’t want to talk about this ever!’ Scarlet to the roots of her tuolden hair, Ophelia scra to wear
‘Where are you going?’