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arched into his grasp. She wanted more. She didn’t care if she appeared to be a wanton trollop. This was most likely her only chance to experience passion, and she didn’t want it to end. He bit at her bottom lip in teasing motions before letting his mouth slide across her jaw to her neck. He trailed kisses down to her collarbone, pausing to capture her raging pulse between his lips.
    She buried her hand in the soft blond hair on the back of his head to hold him close. Don’t leave , she thought, not sure if she said it out loud or only in her mind. But his head only dipped as low as her breast, which had become bared at some point. When had he pulled down her dress? The thought disappeared as he traced his tongue around the tight, pink center of her breast. Catching it with his teeth, he drew a gasp from her mouth.
    He looked up at her and smiled a devilish grin. He knew precisely what he was about. How many times had he done this? It was without a doubt a high number, for he understood precisely where to touch her, when, and how. With torturous slow motions, his mouth traveled back up her neck. It wasn’t until she felt his fingers trace a line up the inside of her leg that she realized he’d pulled her gown up as he moved over her. She should be running from him, but instead she found her leg falling open to grant him more access to her skin as her eyes locked with his deep green gaze.
    He kissed her again with increased urgency, claiming her mouth as conquered territory. She was so focused on the feel of his lips as they slashed across hers and the soft curl of his hair as she wound her fingers around the back of his head that she jumped at the nudge of his fingers as they grazed over her private parts. She shouldn’t allow him to, but how could she not? The backs of his fingers rubbed gently at the apex of her thighs, soothing her reaction and heating her blood. With every graze of his fingertips she fought the urge to squirm under his attention.
    His hand shouldn’t be there , and yet she wanted his touch there more than ever now. She didn’t understand what he was doing to her, but she also didn’t care. A need for him, more of him, dimmed all thought from her mind. She flattened her hand across his shoulder blades in an effort to pull him closer and fulfill this desire she couldn’t explain. But it wasn’t contact with his skin her body screamed for; it was contact with his devilish hand.
    He drew small circles with his knuckles that made her cry out in a muffled yell captured by his mouth. She arched her hips into his touch as he slipped a finger into her damp heat. It felt as if he were pulling her apart with every twitch, every flick of his fingers. Something was building within her. She didn’t know where it led, only that she wanted it more than air. He broke their kiss to look down into her face with an all-too-innocent grin. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
    “No!” The word was wrenched from her throat on a scratchy yell. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
    By the satisfied grin on his face, she knew that was the answer he’d planned on hearing. He was playing her like an instrument he’d practiced all his life, and she didn’t care. He thrust his fingers into her again. “You’re so beautiful, Suzanna.”
    The room tipped sideways as she lost the last of her control over her body. The tightness and urgency within her released in a sudden crescendo and turned her into a shaking mass in Holden’s arms.
    “Beautiful, simply beautiful.” He kissed her forehead as he pulled his hand away from her with one last caress.
    She swiped her fingers across the beads of sweat gathered on his brow. No one had ever told her she was beautiful, until now. This man, this gorgeous man, was interested in her. He thought she was beautiful. In that instant she knew she would do anything he asked of her.
    Slipping her hands down his stomach, she pulled at the waist of his breeches. One golden brow shot