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Plowing both hands through his hair, he hissed a vile curse before admitting, “I don’t know how to sleep with her.”
Locke stared at him. “Christ, Edward—Grey—you’re not a virgin.”
“No, but what do I do with my hands?”
The Earl Takes All (The Hellions of Havisham, #2) by Lorraine Heath
“If the only way that I can have you is to live a lie, then I choose to live a lie.”
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She pressed a finger to his lips. He stilled, his eyes searching hers. “If you kiss me, I’ll be lost,” she told him.
“I’ll find you, lead you back.”
“I have to lead myself back. Edward, I must be sure that what I’m feeling is not influenced by what I no longer have.”
“I promised you time and you shall have it.” Stepping away from her, he went to get the music box.
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“So be it.” He offered his arm. “But you’ll make it up to me later by screaming my name until it’s echoing off these walls.”
She looked at him through half-lowered lids. “I was thinking tonight that you would be screaming mine.”
“Bloody hell.” Grabbing her hand, he began dragging her toward the door. “Let’s get this over with. I want to be back in this room within the hour.”
Her laughter followed them out.
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“I wanted nothing to distract me from the sensation of holding you in my arms. Dance with me now.”
She glanced around wildly, wanting what he offered, yet strangely fearful that it might prove her undoing. “What? Here? Or are you suggesting we go to the grand salon?”
“The grand salon is too large.” He stood and extended his hand. “The foyer would serve better. More intimate but with enough room that we won’t bump into anything. The box can serve as the orchestra.”
“It’s madness.”
“Then be a little mad.”
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Whirling around, she pressed her back to the tree. “No touching, no kissing,” she ordered, knowing that with the barest of caresses she would find herself ceding control over to him.
Before she was even aware of his intent, he was leaning in, his forearms raised and resting against the bark, his head bent, his cheek nearly but not quite touching hers. “Not touching,” he rasped, his raw voice sending a shiver of desire through her.
“But if I were allowed to touch you,” he said on a seductive whisper, “I would begin with your gloves, slowly unbuttoning them before peeling them off, one at a time, stuffing them in the pocket of my jacket. I would press a kiss to the knuckles of your left hand, the palm of your right.”
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