Chapter 39

She took his hand and he led her to the dance floor. She rested her right hand on his shoulder as he slipped his left arm around her waist and pulled her up tight against him. He held her left hand in his right and moved her around the floor in a smooth circle.

“Thank you for the dress, my lord.”

“Do you like it?” he asked a little anxiously.

“I love it. It’s the nicest gift I’ve ever been given,” she said.

“You look so pretty,” he said, and then groaned at how stupid he sounded.

“You look very handsome,” she whispered.

He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to lead her to his bedroom, rip off her new dress and touch and caress her naked body until she was moaning his name. He wanted to bury himself in her warm body and feel her come apart around him. He was growing hard and he could pinpoint the exact moment she felt it.

She stared up at him, her green eyes dark with need. When her mouth parted, he dipped his head to kiss her. He didn’t care who