The Earl Who Loved Her (The Honorable Scoundrels Book 2)
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“Ever since the night in the library, my mind has been filled with the vision of you, the hint of your naked body beneath your nightgown. The things it did to me, the ache it stirred, and the need.” Reaching out, he trailed his fingers down over her breasts, forging a reverent path to her belly. “My wildest imaginings failed to do you justice, Eve. You are so much more glorious and so much more tempting than anything my mind was able to conjure.”
Unable to speak in response to his forthright declaration, her body clamoring for more of his touch, Eve stared as her husband began to undress. He did so with torturous slowness, dragging out the process until she feared she would scream. Finally, after divesting himself of cravat, jacket, waistcoat, and socks, he pulled his shirt over his head, and his trousers and smalls joined the increasing pile of clothes on the floor. He stood before her, magnificent in his nudity, his muscles rippling across his torso in a way that demanded exploration.
“You are…” She tried to think of the perfect word. “Absolutely glorious.”
Two swift strides brought him right up against her, his mouth meeting hers in a feverish kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, surrounding her with his masculine strength. Without breaking the kiss, he picked her up and carried her straight to the bed and laid her down so her head could rest on a soft pile of pillows. His gleaming gaze roamed the length of her body. She squirmed with restless desire.
“I’ve pictured this too,” he confessed, the sensual lilt of his voice inviting sparks to dance across her skin. “You, spread out like this on my bed, waiting for my touch.” His eyes captured hers while he trailed one finger along the length of her leg, over her hip, and up the center of her chest.
“Yes.” Her back arched of its own volition.
“Yes?” A teasing edge to his question matched the mischievous smirk he gave her.
“I need you… Please, Bryce…I need…”
“As do I,” he said. He came to join her, kissing her softly at first and then with increasing fervor, his hands stealing over her flesh and teasing her lightly until she was ready, until she begged for him to join his body with hers.
He did so gently, accompanying their union with loving words of assurance. She welcomed the new sensations and savored the closeness she felt to this man. It was awe-inspiring and sweet, inviting a promise of something greater between them, of a pleasure unlike any other she’d ever experienced before. He carried her toward it, urging her to capture it for herself, to revel in every last dazzling second of this new wonder. And then it tore its way through her, shattering every bit of remaining control in a spellbinding thrill that bordered on madness. It was more than she’d ever imagined it would be, a sacred pact binding their souls.
For long moments after, no sound filled the room besides their deep breathing. Reluctant to move, Eve enjoyed the press of her husband’s chest against her own. But he suddenly stirred, rising above her once again so he could look down into her eyes. “You’re incredible, Eve.”
Heat rose in her cheeks as self-awareness swept through her. “So are you,” she said, hoping to match his candor.
A wicked smile touched his lips. “You can’t imagine how pleased I am to hear you say that.” His hand trailed down her thigh, re-igniting her need for him in a heartbeat. “There are so many ways in which I want to love you.”
And he proceeded to show her each of them until she lost count and the only words remaining between them were, “Love. My love. Forever.”
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank the Killion Group for their incredible help with the cover art and edits. And to my wonderful beta-readers, Carol Bisig and Barbara Rogers, thank you for your insight and advice. You made this story shine!
About the Author
Born in Denmark, Sophie has spent her youth traveling with her parents to wonderful places around the world. She's lived in five different countries, on three different continents, has studied design in Paris and New York and has a bachelor's degree from Parson's School of design. But most impressive of all - she's been married to the same man three times, in three different countries and in three different dresses.While living in Africa, Sophie turned to her lifelong passion - writing.When she's not busy, dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys spending time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching romantic comedies and, of course, reading. She currently lives on the East Coast.
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Other Books In This Series
Discover how it all began in The Governess Who Captured His Heart.
Find out what happens to Josephine in The Duke Who Came To Town.