Catherine had no way of knowing that the bright cornflower
blue of her eyes had deepened, becoming a darker, richer
color. But she felt the unexpected heat in her cheeks as
her gaze was drawn to his mouth. Rian's lips were slightly
parted, and she felt the warmth of his breath on her face
and saw the even white teeth behind the sensuous curve of
his lips. It was temptation and distraction combined in one
and savoring the feel of his body as he held her, the
delicious tightness of the arm that imprisoned her, she
closed her eyes tightly ... and kissed him.
To say Rian was surprised would have been a marked
understatement. The softness of Catherine's lips as she
pressed her firmly closed mouth against his amazed him.
Unfortunately, the kiss was over before he had time to
appreciate it as she jerked her head away, burying her face
in his shoulder, refusing to look at him.
In itself, her kiss told him nothing at all, but its
execution told him everything he wanted to know. Reaching
up with his free hand, he gently stroked her hair, waiting
patiently for her to raise her head and look at him once
more. After a few moments she did so, and Rian noted her
face was now a delightful shade of pink.
"I-I don't know why I did that," she stammered.
"Yes, you do," Rian told her. "You did it because you
wanted to."
"You must think me terribly forward."
"Must I?" Continuing to stroke her hair, he asked "Would
you be disappointed if I chose not to?"
"You're not shocked by what I did?"
"Shocked?" Rian arched a brow. "No, but I am surprised."
"Oh."
He didn't know it was possible for such a small word to
carry so much anguish.
โDid you like kissing me?โ He made no attempt to move,
keeping his arm firmly around her waist, and enjoying the
feel of her lying on top of him.
โMmmm, wellโฆโ She wrinkled her nose. โIt really wasnโt how
I thought it would be.โ Her head sought the comfort of his
shoulder again, and she worried she had hurt his feelings
by saying the wrong thing.
โCatherine, look at me.โ Rianโs voice was a low, warm,
seductive whisper in her ear. Hesitantly she obeyed, and
now her heart began to pound wildly. She felt as if she
were prey, only she had to wonder, how often did prey want
to be caught by the hunter? โHave you ever been kissed?โ
Rian asked her.
โI donโt know. Perhaps ... Iโm not sure."
โAnd is that how you think a kiss is supposed to feel?โ
She had no idea, but as the question was being asked she
reasoned perhaps there was more to kissing than the way she
had pressed her mouth against Rianโs. Although what else
could possibly be involved she couldnโt begin to imagine.
With nothing else to go on, she nodded in answer to Rianโs
question, only to wince when he sighed in exasperation.
โWould you like me to kiss you?โ he asked.
She didnโt answer because she didnโt trust her voice, but
Rian read the response in her eyes easily enough. Framing
her face with his hands, he pulled her down to him and
gently covered her mouth with his. Catherine would never
know how much self-control it took for him not to simply
take her. Taste all that she had to give and let himself
become lost in her. Instead, he kept his kiss light, his
tongue gently sweeping over her closed lips, and when he
felt her beginning to surrender to him so he could taste
the sweetness of her breath, he stopped and lifted his
mouth from hers.
Her eyes had turned glassy, her voice husky with desire as
she asked, "Is it always like that?โ
โNo โฆ it usually gets better.โ
โIt does?โ She positively glowed at his nod. โThen โฆ will
you kiss me again?โ
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