Page 68 of The Duke of Distraction
“Who would be so terrible?”Sarah had come up beside him, and he was too aware of her proximity.“Did you hear what I said about this feeling like Darent Hall?”
“Yes.I thought it best if we didn’t discuss it.”It was bad enough they were here alone.The word temptation, which he’d grown to loathe, hummed through his mind and body.
She exhaled.“Probably.Do you ever think about what might have happened if the footman hadn’t interrupted us?”Apparently, she wasn’t going to heed his suggestion.He should protest, but he simply couldn’t.Whether it was the breathy, seductive timbre of her voice or the delicious nearness of her parted lips, he was quickly losing the battle of staying away from her.But then if he’d really meant to do that, he would have abandoned this outing the moment Anthony had declined to go.
And yet here he was.Staring into her lush blue eyes, his cock hardening with every passing moment.
Her hand moved forward and grazed against the front of his breeches.It was the same way she’d touched him in the closet, which he’d assumed had been accidental.Now he wasn’t so sure.
“Did you do that on purpose?”
Her eyes narrowed.“Yes.”
“At Darent Hall, I mean.”He was entirely certain she’d done it purposely just now.
“No.That was unintentional, and I was horrified.But also titillated.”She let out a soft giggle.“And that was before I knew who you were.”
“This is a very dangerous situation, Sarah.”
She blinked and tipped her head to the side.“How so?”
“Don’t pretend to be naïve.You can see where this might lead.”
“In a grotto?I must admit, I’m intrigued.”She moved closer until their chests barely touched.“Tell me.”
He would do better than that.God, he was a fool.Or an idiot.Or both.
Taking her hand, he pulled her from the chamber into the next passageway.If he remembered correctly, there was a small alcove that nearly everyone missed.He hadn’t, of course, because he’d been looking for a place to steal a kiss.
Where the passageways turned, there tended to be an alcove of sorts at the juncture—it was like two passages intersecting.At this intersection, the alcove was slightly larger than the others, and there was far less light at the back.Because of that, it was easy to miss the smaller alcove tucked behind the wall of the passage.
Felix pulled her into that tiny alcove.It was just large enough for the two of them—and only if they touched.
“Felix,” she breathed.
He could hear the excitement and anticipation in her voice, and it fed his desire.He pressed her against the wall and kissed her, his mouth eagerly devouring hers.
She returned the kiss with sweet and sultry abandon, her hands curling around his neck.Her fingers tangled in the hair at his nape, tugging the locks and scraping his flesh through the thin cotton of her gloves.
He dragged his mouth over her chin and down her throat until he reached the prohibitive top of her gown.This wasn’t the place to disrobe her, so he did his best to fondle her through the layers of her clothes.
The gloves were a bloody nuisance.He removed the right one and handed it to her.“Hold this.”
He couldn’t see her face in the dark—and God, this was so like the closet at Darent Hall and that only made the occasion more arousing—but sensed her curiosity.
“I can’t wear my glove, and I need my hands free.”He started to lift her skirt.
She sucked in a breath.“Felix, this is very naughty.”
He paused.“Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare.”
“Good.”He would, of course, but he’d much prefer not to.When her dress was at her waist, he took her free hand and moved it to grasp the fabric of her garments.“Hold this here.And if you need to put the glove in your mouth to keep from screaming, please do so.”
She drew in another sharp breath, and he kissed her once more, using his teeth and tongue to tease and worship her.When he finished, she was breathless.
He dropped to his knees—damn, the floor was hard—and smoothed his bare fingers over her sex.Though it was pitch-dark, he found her easily.“Part your legs, my love.”
