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She made amoue, plumping up her lips as she watched him from beneath her lashes. “Why are you so abrupt with me? Have I done something wrong?” She shimmied closer, arching her back so that her breasts stood erect, softly brushing against his chest. He took a stumbling step back, his eyes widening slightly.
“You ask that as if you are not currently in my office inverysuspicious circumstances.”
Letty lifted her palms, her eyes wide with contrived innocence. “I admit that it is late and perhaps I was remiss to come in here without—”
“How did you come in, seeing as the door was locked?” Bertram’s eyes were narrowed as he took a step closer, crowding her. Letty’s mind went blank and she knew that she was caught. She had to do something to distract him and so she reached up and pressed her lips to his.
He went rigid, lips stiff and cold, his hands down by his sides. She threw her own arms around his neck and pressed closer, breasts flattening against his chest as she did her best to distract him. She was about to give up when his lips softened and parted.
She thrust her tongue into his mouth, enlisting his in a complicated game of tag. She breathed him in, reveling in the spiced liqueur and sandalwood scent of him that enveloped her like spring. His chest, so hard and unyielding against her own, had her bosom heaving with arousal.
While this had started as an attempt to distract him, Letty found that her hands were shaking in reaction from being so near to him, breathing in his musk. She lifted her face, her lips puckered hopefully. Even in the dim light, she could see how his eyes went from sky to midnight blue, darkening with desire. She pressed closer to him, wondering all the while if he would act on his instincts.
His hands rose slowly, encircling her torso.
“Careful what you wish for,” he murmured. The softness of his voice did nothing to disguise the absolute menace in it. Before she could formulate any kind of response his mouth was plundering hers. She stiffened, shocked at the immediacy of him before her body relaxed gradually under his ministrations. His tongue was skilled, coaxing hers to play with his, and tangle together in a complicated dance.
She relished the soft feel of his lips on hers, his hair brushing silkily against her forehead while his strong hands held her fast and close. In spite of the danger she was in, she felt inexplicably safe.
Arching her back, she moaned into his mouth, allowing his hands to rove all over her body, squeezing and touching, mapping her out for his pleasure. She could feel him, hard and urgent, against her belly and a frisson went through her, both fear and anticipation.
What will he do to me?
She had no plan, no contingency, no way forward. She simply surrendered herself to the emotion that buffeted her like a rough sea, tossing her from shore to shore without an anchor.
He lifted her up, slamming her against the wall as his pelvis brushed against her center causing a spurt of tantalizing heat to spread unchecked through her. She was not at all sure what the next step should be. So far in her work, she had managed to avoid getting in just such a situation. Three-and-twenty years old and she was as yet untouched.
Not for much longer if we continue along this path.
She thought frantically as his hand landed upon her bosom and squeezed. His mouth trailed along her jaw, teeth nipping at the taut skin of her neck, breath ghosting along her flesh warm and close as he groaned into the curve of her neck. She shivered, back arching into him without her permission, a whimper and a moan escaping her lips.
Suddenly he pulled back, eyes so dark she could hardly see any white, his breath coming hard and fast. “What are we doing?” he breathed, staring into her eyes.
She shook her head slowly. “I don’t know.”
His eyes wandered downward, taking in her heaving bosom, the tightly cinched waist of her uniform, and slight swell of hips. He reached out with one hand and smoothed down her silky chestnut hair. His eyes darted to her lips and he moved closer.
“Stop me,” he whispered, as his mouth descended again. “Slap my face and ask me how I possibly dare.”
Letty parted her lips. “Kiss me.”
