Page 33 of Harvey

“You were in my arms last night.”

“What?”

“Is it possible you came here for some unfinished business we must settle?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about. I came here too. “

“Say thanks, I heard you.” Leaning off the door, he started forward, forcing her to take several steps back until she came upon a wall and was forced to stop.

“What are you doing?” She whispered when he stopped in front of her.

“Satisfying my curiosity.” One hand lifted to tilt her chin up. “Are you as virginal as you appear to be?”

“Please let go of me.”

“My brother has a crush on you, and I can see why.”

“Stop it.”

“I can’t,” he told her gruffly, his other hand rubbing the back of her neck. “I cannot get your scent out of my nostrils or feel against me. You snore- “Titling her head up, he lowered his breath, fanning her face.

“You are so small; it feels like a strong wind would toss you aside. “I saw you writhing in pain last night and wanted to do something about it. I wanted to take it away.”

His words had such a potent effect on her that she felt her knees weakening. Of their own volition, her hands drifted up his chest, fingers curling into the sweater. “I have wanted to kiss you since you were lying in my arms.”

“Don’t- “

“Too late.” With a muffled groan, he crushed her lips.

The first contact of his mouth on hers sent her senses spiraling out of control. Her fingers tightened on the material of his sweater; her head tilted back as his hand descended to her shoulders and to the small of her back, where he pressed her against his muscled body.

He softened the kiss, coaxing her lips open so that he could get access to her tongue.

Her breath was sweet and so intoxicating it was making him faint with hunger. His tongue plunged into her mouth, his hands tightening around her waist. When his arms drifted up around his neck, and her slender curves pressed invitingly against his, he felt his control slipping away.

The kiss became hungry, his lips moving urgently on hers, tongue tangling. Her body moved against his restlessly, hands leaving his shoulders tangled in the length of his hair.

Harvey felt the pressure increasing in his loins, the kiss taking on a vivid life of its own. He wanted to sink himself into her, to slake his enormous thirst by driving himself so deep he would have a difficult time getting back out.

The passion and desire battling him were so fierce that it felt like a thousand spikes were being driven inside his body. His hands moved from her waist to wander over her spine and up where he was cupping her generous breasts.

He swallowed her gasp at the same time he felt her breasts swelling in his palms, the nipples going rigid. Drifting down to the edge of her sweater, he lifted it, a groan escaping him as he felt the warmth of her flesh.

Reaching up, he unhooked the clasp of her bra, tugging it out of the way to get to her skin. Tremors racked her body when he rolled the nipples between his thumb and forefingers, his mouth destroying her peace of mind.

Kendra felt as if she was drowning. She was going to have to stop him, but her mind was so filled with the pleasure he was giving her that she did not want to stop.

But she could not allow him to continue. Tearing her mouth from his, she pushed him away, her breathing ragged, her body trembling. When he started to reach for her again, she prevented that by sidestepping him and almost bolting for the door.

Before he could do anything, she dragged her coat and pulled open the door, slamming it shut behind her, and was gone.

“Jesus!” He whispered, leaning against the wall weakly. Tilting his head back, he took several ragged breaths to try and control his rampaging desire, but it was not working. His heart was shuddering inside his chest, and his body was hot and bursting with need.

Dragging his fingers through his hair, he relived the moment, her lips still imprinted on his. The feel of her smooth skin, the texture of her nipples- Sweet Christ! He had to have her. And dammit, she was his wife, after all. Moving away from the wall, he went to grab his jacket and keys.

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Kendra was so happy that none of the family were downstairs that she scarcely nodded to the maid, who took her jacket and went flying upstairs. Slamming her door shut, she sat on the edge of the bed, her knees almost buckling under her.

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