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Well, what are you waiting for? she asked her noildly flushed reflection in the ot out of control
Rashad watched Polly ee from the turret room and he strode forward, involuntarily drawn by the sheer effect of her delicate ethereal looks and all that beautiful trailing white-blonde hair He stretched out a hand to clasp her s her to hih his brain arning hier inside hi warhts of her slender body and he wrapped his arms round her to capture her
‘Rashad…’ Polly gasped, disconcerted by that sudden advance
‘You’re my wife now In some ways, I don’t really believe it yet,’ he confided in a thickened undertone, sloinding a brown hand into the fall of her silky hair, long brown fingers gently caressing her pale-skinned throat ‘I can’t believe you’re mine—’
‘Yes, b-but…’ Polly sta to hold onto her wits that close to Rashad when she could feel the thu and the heat and strength of his big ainst hers He was fully aroused and she could feel the hard thrust of hie the kind of brutal need she had never had cause to feel before held her rigid with momentary indecision In that instant she wanted so badly to let hiently wished to touch hi bronzedthat had until now been denied her
‘And there is no fancy protocol that can keep us apart now,’ Rashad continued with a raw-edged solden eyes locked to her wide blue gaze as he lowered his head
His sensual er that travelled through her slight length as violently as a lightning bolt His tongue plunged deep, electrifying her with sexual desire He tasted so good she rip of her desire to deny herself, never th of her dress and found her, fingers flirting with the silky panties she wore and then sliding beneath the elastic to find her fe similar to spontaneous co body She was so eager to be touched, she felt scarily out of control and that shocked her, re her that she had to pull back if she was to have any hope of defusing a difficult situation with honesty Feeling as she did, it rong to be sub herself in wholly physical sensation, she reminded herself fiercely, and she yanked herself back out of his arainst the footboard of the huge bed, her hair tu across her face
Taken aback by that vehement withdrawal, Rashad stayed where he was, a beht as stars eyes glittering and narrowing He had never looked ?’ he asked levelly
‘I can’t do this with you tonight,’ Pollyto control the inner quaking of need that had h her defences Even as she stood there she was alarh of her excite with painful slowness ‘I’o to bed with you…er…yet…’
‘We are married’ Rashad framed the words with pronounced care, without inflexion, without expression ‘We are man and wife What possible objection could you have?’
‘Probably nothing that you will really understand,’ Polly countered in a discomfited tone ‘I hardly know you, Rashad I haven’t really even seen you since I agreed to marry you and today you eird—’
His extreed ‘Weird?’ he repeated darkly ‘In ay?’
‘How can you ask me that when you wouldn’t speak to hout the wedding festivities?’ Polly demanded emotionally ‘I would have settled for friendliness if that was the best you could do’
‘Polly…it was a state wedding with television cameras and an army of onlookers Friendly?’ An ebony brow elevated in apparent wonderment and his entire attitude made her feel s ability to relax to that extent in that kind of public display—’
Polly had turned very pale ‘It wasto marry me!’