Page 17 of Most Sought-After Scoundrel in London
“Hmm… not that I’m aware of.”He let his hands skim down her arms until he could capture her hands in his.“I think, my dear, your training is complete and we have a solution, an excellent method that I believe will meet Hadfield’s requirements.”
“But we…”
He pressed a finger to her lips.A mistake.A big mistake.
The last threads of his self-control snapped, and Cameron replaced his finger with his mouth.Thankfully, Violet responded with enthusiasm, threading her fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck.He slid her closer until her bosom was pressed tightly up against him.When she shimmed even closer, the groan he had kept at bay rumbled in his throat.
Why Violet elicited the rawest of responses from him was beyond reason.Bytonstandards, Violet was no beauty, yet every day in her company, Cameron could not help but admire the sprinkle of freckles that graced the tops of her cheeks and her golden brown eyes that held him mesmerized.While he was extremely drawn to her hourglass figure, it was her brilliant mind that had his body responding to her.
Violet broke their kiss to trail her lips along his jaw and to nibble on his ear, mimicking his own attentions from the night before.Ahh… the danger of teaching the lady all he knew.He needed to tread with care, for if he gave into temptation and gave Violet a glimpse into the intimate experiences that filled his dreams, he might scare her.Solidifying his resolve to restrict himself to kisses, Cameron moved his hand that had roamed to cup her bottom back up to the top of the row of buttons on her dress.His finger traced the round disc that he barely resisted from slipping through its loop.He really needed to rein in his control.When Violet’s hand grazed against his chest, the skin beneath her palm blazed with heat through the layers of clothing that Cameron was cursing under his breath.
He placed his hand over hers to prevent it from traveling lower.“Violet… I think…”
She nuzzled his neck before returning her lips to his, preventing him from finishing his thought.Cameron placed his hands on her waist and lifted her, positioning Violet to straddle his lap, careful not to disturb the row of keys behind them.Arms wrapped about his neck, she kissed him with a passion that mirrored his own.
After learning that Violet had remained untouched by her wayward dead husband, Cameron had painstakingly taken matters slow.When his cock hardened, he attempted to shift Violet to hide his desire.
Violet’s sharp intake and wide eyes told him that he had been too slow to react.Rather than pushing him away, the brave inquisitive woman circled her hips until she had elicited yet another groan of pleasure from him.Violet’s erratic breathing had his gaze lowering to the tops of her generous bosom.He wanted to learn her body and discover her preferences in order to extract the zealous moans of arousal that brought him exultation.
If he were to escape this interlude with his sanity intact, he would need to place distance between them.With his hands still at her waist, he stood and lifted her in one swift motion and deposited her on the top of the pianoforte before sinking back down on the bench as her feet hit the ivory keys.The clamor of notes reverberated through the music room and when he glanced up at Violet, his heart was sliced in half at the disappointment that shone in her eyes.
Violet lowered her eyes to her lap.“I’m sorry.I was too…” Her voice broke, and her chin dipped to her chest.
He stood and cupped her face and brought it up so her gaze met his.“Don’t apologize.It should be me offering an apology.I lost control and…”
“Shh.”Slipping her hand up between them, it was Violet who placed a finger over his lips this time.“In the eyes of society, I’m a widow, and along with that, there are assumptions of experience.Experiences I’d like to share…with you.”
Gutted by her vulnerable and honest declaration, his hands dropped back down to his sides.“Except I know the truth.The honorable thing to do is to marry you first.”
“Cameron, you have taught me that there are always alternative solutions to a problem.Surely marriage is not the only answer.”
“I won’t claim to have lived the life of a saint, but I also have no intentions of entering a secret affair.I have enough secrets to maintain as it is.”
With a glimmer in her eyes, Violet asked, “Then you are not opposed to having an affair, merely one that is a secret, is that correct?”
A wave of irritation rolled through him as the word affair rolled off her tongue.While his feelings for the woman had grown exponentially, he remained uncertain about how she felt about him and their future.“Now is not the time to play word games, Violet.You are taking advantage of the situation.”
“Ahh.But it was you who advised me to wield my strengths at every opportunity.”
Damn her training.He was no match for her at wordplay.
Unthinking, he placed his hands on the tops of her thighs and leaned closer.“I’m at a loss as to what exactly it is that you want.”
“You were assigned to teach me all you know.I want to learn it all.”
Unable to resist Violet, he stared directly into her eyes and said, “There is a price to gainallmy knowledge.”
“Ooh?”
His damn cock twitched as her lips pouted to form her response.
Violet rested her hands on the top of his shoulders.“And what would I owe?”
“A promise.”Marriage was his ultimate goal, but he’d not rush her.
“What type of promise?”
“One that lasts a lifetime.”As the blood returned to his head rather than below his waistband, his confidence in convincing Violet strengthened.
