“Aye.”
“Why?”
“Ye told me to.”
“Are ye to comply with me every wish?”
“Aye.”
His hand moved to the line of her jaw, slowly tracing it, before his thumb brushed her bottom lip. “What if me wishes scare ye?”
“Ye daenae scare me.” She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing.
He laughed. The sound was hoarse, painful. “Ye’re shaking.”
“Nae with fear.”
“Then with what?” He already knew the answer, because his hand was trembling against the desk.
Her chest rose and fell. “I-I want…” She swallowed again, but this time she sucked in her bottom lip.
Go on,he urged inwardly, even though he knew it was wrong.
“I want ye to tell me what it is I am feeling. Ye feel it too, or ye willnae be touching me.”
“Emily…”
“Aye,” she breathed.
He could not control himself. He wanted to consume her.
He rested his forehead against hers. The contact was titillating. He thought himself safe if he could not look her in the eyes, but he was sorely wrong.
He cupped her face harshly, as if she owed him. If he hurt her, she did not complain. She only grabbed his wrists.
“We agreed we would do this for just one month.”
“I ken.”
“One month and nothing more.”
“I ken.”
“Ye should run away from me. We cannae do this.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he kissed her. It was deep, impulsive, and he felt it in every fiber of his being.
She kissed him back without hesitation, with a fire he hadn’t expected. She was passionate in her desire, leaning into him as soft moans escaped.
He gave in to his hunger as well, feasting on the sweetness of her lips.
As the flames continued to burn within him, he came to the unsettling realization that she would be his undoing.
8
To think she had only wanted to place a gift atop Adair’s desk. Now, he was kissing her.
Emily had never been kissed before, and what she had heard about kissing was nothing compared to what she was experiencing.
