Page 21 of Lorenzo

With his firm jaw set, his dark eyes fix on mine.

But he isn’t the brooding Darcy of the 2005 film.

And he’s not actor Colin Firth’s portrayal of the cool, restrained Darcy from the BBC miniseries.

In my dreamlike state, I’m thinking he looks like the Lorenzo who rescued me from the near horse attack in Central Park.

Dark eyes, broad shoulders, and that same coiled stillness before he takes an action.

Dream Darcy’s eyes burn with hunger rather than their usual supercilious cool.

“I want you,” he says, his voice rough and low, barely above the buzzing bees.

The words startle me.

Finally, Darcy is vocalizing his desire for me.

At long last.

Heat explodes between my legs.

I should push him away.

Instead, I moan his name.

Dream Darcy closes the distance between us in two strides.

He presses me back against the warm garden stone, one hand braced beside my head.

His mouth finds mine while his other hand slides up from my waist.

When his thumb grazes my nipple through the thin fabric, I hear myself make a sound I don’t recognize.

His fingers make quick work of freeing the tiny buttons on my bodice.

Then he pushes down my summer dress in one rough motion, leaving me in my low-cut chemise.

In a sudden motion, he rips that off too, baring me to the waist.

Cool flower-scented air wafts over my nipples, teasing them erect.

The thrill of being exposed where anyone could see sends a rush of wetness between my thighs.

Darcy’s dark eyes devour me. “You excite me, Emily.”

He spreads his jacket on the marble bench and lowers me on top of it.

Then he’s on top of me, heavy and commanding.

The full weight of him pins me to the cool marble through his jacket.

The thick, hard length of him presses against my entrance through the fabric of his silk trousers.

The brass buttons of his coat feel cold where they graze my bare skin.

“You’re mine,” he growls, eyes locked on mine as he rocks against me, slow and deliberate.

My lips say no, but my hips speak “yes” as they lift, chasing the pressure and the pleasure.