Her delicate fingers trembled, a tip brushing like a butterfly’s wing over his brows. “No.”
Bloody hell. “I’ll not leave until you are sheathed on my cock and screaming your pleasure.”
“I know,” she gasped, her breath trembling against his mouth. “It is what I also want.”
He stiffened, shock and lust hammering at his chest. “Why?”
Was this all to further her damn plot? Why would she give him everything, knowing he would damn well walk away and never look back once his memory returned?
Her golden gaze grew somber. “Because I know one day you will leave,” she said, her tone ravaged with want and some inexplicable emotion he could not identify. “And the way you make me feel,husband…I know I could live a dozen lifetimes and never feel like this again.”
Daniel felt wrecked, and hating the inexplicable feelings tying in him knots, he slammed his mouth on hers, ruthlessly taking everything she offered, feeling as if he would also leave a part of himself with her, a part he would never be able to reclaim. Her soft moan whispered through him like an arrow pierced with warmth and desire. He felt the pounding of his heart, that wicked urge to coax and ravish sliding through his veins.
She pulled away from his embrace, laughing. “Lizzie has taken the girls down to the lake for an evening picnic and then a swim.”
So they would have hours to themselves in the house. He and his wife…no, he silently growled,Georgianna. “I cannot resist you,” he hissed, wrestling with himself.
She gave him a smile of such breathtaking sweetness, he wondered for the first time in his life if he could be a man who truly fell into the throes of love and passion.
What an utterly ridiculous thought to have.
He took a steady breath, sucking deep inside these jumbled feelings twisting through him. Georgianna grabbed the basket, then held his hand and tugged him toward the house in a run.
A raw regret pulsed through him as he peered down into her prettily flushed and laughingly sensual face. Daniel hesitated, and he was not a man to doubt himself.
What if I should stay for a few more days…weeks?
He gritted his teeth until his damn jaw ached.And do what?Keep pretending to be a husband to a lady in an idyllic town called Crandell? Nay, his real life with his immeasurable responsibilities as an earl, and his true family, awaited him.
They entered the empty house, the door slamming behind them. She gasped when he lifted her into his arms, dropping the basket of berries to clasp his shoulders. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her forehead before drifting his mouth down the bridge of her nose to settle against hers. Daniel closed his eyes as he kissed her, breathing in her scent and trapping her unique fragrance into his lungs.
After tonight, I will never see you again, Georgianna Heyford…
Farewell.
…
Georgianna was on the verge of doing something remarkably wicked.No…I am already doing it. Flames of excitement coursed through her, prickled along her skin, and sent her heart into a frantic gallop as her fake husband climbed the stairs with her in his arms.
His mouth ravished hers with deep kisses, and her chest ached with unfathomable want and impossible wishes, her heart tumbling over in a manner it had never done before. Daniel stumbled with her into the room, setting her feet down, still kissing her. He coasted his hand over her back and shoulders before exploring the soft lines of her waist, hips, and tracing a sensuous path to the globes of her buttocks.
She felt so…alive.
As he undressed her, Daniel touched her everywhere, each caress eliciting whispers of moan and gasps, his intensity fanning the flames of her desire. It did not take long before she was gloriously naked, and though her entire body blushed, she did not hide from his ravenous stare.
His chest rose on a deep inhalation, pleasure and admiration burning in his green gaze. He trailed a finger over the curve of her shoulder down to the underside of her breasts. “I’ve never seen another equal to your incredible sensual lushness. My God, you are unspeakably lovely.”
He sucked in an audible breath when she removed the pins holding her hair until her tresses tumbled over her shoulders, breasts, and back. She was wicked, recklessly wanton at heart to act so, but Georgianna did not shy away from the desire for him, sensing that if she did not reach for this moment with her entire soul, she would dream forever of him when he walked from her life and be haunted with regrets.
Georgianna cried out when he arched her, took a nipple into his mouth, and sucked, the deep pull reaching down to her belly and even lower. He lifted her in his arms and tumbled with her to the bed. A heady feeling rushed through her, a hot and delicious tingle low down in her body. His knee slid between her legs, pressing against the sensitive mound at the secret heart of her.
“Daniel,” she raggedly moaned, gripping the sheets at her sides until her knuckles ached.
His powerful body came over hers, and he kissed the corner of her mouth. “I am so damn desperate for you, I tremble.”
His voice was a rumble of carnal want. Her lover wedged one of his hands between the tight fits of their bodies, smoothed down her belly, brushed lightly over the curve of her hips, then delved between her thighs to pinch her clitoris. A weak scream left her, which he caught with his mouth in another evocative kiss. Swirls of sensations pulled in her belly as his mouth moved over hers with passionate demand. Releasing the sheets, she slid her hands around his nape, responding to his embrace with wanton greed.
Georgianna arched her neck, her hands falling from his body, when his lips left hers to trail over her, licking and nibbling along her throat, then to the underside of her breasts and down to the soft spot of her lower belly where he nipped. His tongue glided over the bite, soothing and arousing all at once, down until he reached between her thighs.
