Page 78 of Marcel

“What did hewant?”

“To air hisgrievances.” He told her grimly. “I am sorry.”

“For?”

“For my errorin judgment. For sleeping with another man’s wife.”

“She told youthey were separated.”

“And I amwondering if I knew she was lying.” His hands wandered upwardsto her calves, where he kneaded the supple skin. “I might notbe the one to break up the marriage, but I had a hand in it. And I amso damn pissed at myself right now. He said something veryprofound.”

“I can hardlywait to hear it.”

“He said henoticed how much I love you. I should consider what I would do if youwere with another man.” His eyes darkened as he stared at her.

Her hair was looseand spread out on the velvet cushions propped beneath her head, thedark brown strands laced through with blonde highlights, a startlingcontrast to the blue color of the cushions.

Her exquisite facesent heat straight to the core of him. She had dispensed herself withthe ruby red jacket that matched her pants, and her champagne-coloredsilk blouse was molded to her skin. “I sat there thinking, andthe answer was clear.”

“What answer?”She whispered, shaken by the fierce look on his handsome face.

“I wouldn’tbe a goddamned gentleman about it. I would kill him, plain andsimple. Because I would never be able to bear the idea of another mantouching you, tasting you, being with you, sliding himself insideyou-” Reaching over, he drew her onto his lap. “I wouldcommit murder.”

His hands shook as heuntied the bow at her neck and opened the tiny pearl buttons. “Iwould never be able to live with another man doing this-”Pushing the blouse aside, he unhooked her bra, his eyes still holdinghers as he cupped her bare breasts. “It would kill me-”His thumbs were massaging her nipples.

“If you findsomeone else, do me the courtesy of telling me.” His face wastaut with tension, his eyes fierce as he stared at her. “Afterwhat I did, I don’t deserve that much, but I could not bear-”

Bending his head, heseized her lips with his. He was brutal, his tongue plunging into hermouth as he devoured her. Nikki felt like she was spinning in themiddle of an erupting volcano!

His hands were busybracing her back against the cushions, the hardened length of hissupple body pressing her into the cushions. Removing his mouth fromhers, he grabbed fistfuls of her hair into his fists as he stareddown at her.

“If you everleave me, I will die,” he whispered raggedly, his breathingshallow.

“There is nochance of that happening.” Lifting trembling hands, she cuppedhis face. “I love you, darling. I am yours.”

“I deserve tobe punished.”

“Want me tospank you?” She asked him shakily, utterly moved by his potentwords.

“I neverdreamed-” He had to take a breath. “I never knew -”He kissed her again, and this time, the slow movements of his mouthsent her into such a state of desire that she was desperate to havehim.

Tearing her lips fromhis, her breathing shallow, she pressed her face into the hollow ofhis throat as she tried to compose herself. “My nipples.”She whispered against his skin. It did not matter that they were inher office, and someone could come in any minute now. Nothingmattered except being here with him, like this.

“Tell me,”He urged.

Lifting her from hischest, she gazed at the man she loved so much she could scarcelybreathe. “They are excruciatingly sensitive.”

“What would youhave me do?” He asked her thickly.

“I need yourmouth on them.”

Shifting downslightly, he swirled his tongue around the unbearably tight bud. Shecame immediately and had to bite down on her lip to stop the scream.Her fingers latched onto the thick strands of hair as he continued totorment her with his mouth.

By the time he hadswitched to the other nipple, she was mindless with a desire sopowerful that she could hardly stand it.

Reaching betweenthem, he fumbled for his zipper to ease out his swollen and achingshaft. Undoing the zipper of her pants, he pulled it and theunderwear over her hips and entered her.

Gripping her hair inhis fist, he realized dimly that he was past the point of control,and suddenly, he did not care. He was making love to her in heroffice, where they were exposed, but nothing mattered except thewoman under him.

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