EXTRACT FOR
The Duke of Wicked
(Daisy Rose)

He stood up slowly, like a tiger who's decided that he wasn't going to pounce but take his sweet time approaching a prey that he knew would have no possibility of escaping. When he walked to stand by me, I leaned away, hoping that he would not be able to sense the change in my body chemistry.



There was a tightness between my legs that was completely and utterly unfamiliar to me. He twisted my chair around so I was facing him, then boxed me in with both hands on either side of me.



Objection hung on the edge of my lips, but I couldn't get a single word out. He leaned towards me, his body heat radiating to warm me. The heated closeness took what little air there was between us and it was almost impossible to breathe.



"Yes, or no?" he asked, leaning down until his face was level with mine. I was certain he could see the fear and confusion in my eyes. Then, he laid a chaste kiss on the corner of my mouth.



I inhaled sharply, but didn't move away. He smelled like cinnamon and honey. I leaned in without thinking. The softness of his lips surprised me. His hand went to my left breast where he thumbed my hardening nipple through layers of clothing. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and I gasped at the sharp pain of his fingers pinching down on my nipple.



When we parted for air, he was grinning a feral grin that made the throbbing between my legs intensify.



"Is that a yes, Elizabeth? I want to hear you say it."



He looked at me demandingly, with an unspoken hunger. An unintelligible murmur left my lips. I don't know what I wanted. He looked so intense, so handsome. It would be a blessing to have someone like him love me. Someone who obviously knew what he was doing.



"Say it."



He kissed me again, a deep, rough kiss that left my mouth and mind numb and tingling. His fingers ripped my clothes open, exposing my naked breast to him. He buried his head to my neck, kissing a trail of fire down my cleavage and towards my ample breast.



"Yes, or no?" he repeated, his breath burning a mark on my skin, inches from my nipple.



There was only one thing I could say.



"Yes."