Adele gasped. Only two pieces of fabric separated them.
Malloryn's teeth nipped at her jaw, his other fist clenching in her silken nightgown as the tides between them began to shift.
Oh, no.
No, that wouldn't do at all.
Adele drew back, breathing hard.
The cravat. She needed the cravat. She'd had plans for it, after all.
Malloryn palmed her breasts through her bodice, brushing his lips against—
"Don't even think about it," she growled, grabbing a fistful of his hair and denying him.
He responded with a self-satisfied, utterly masculine smile that made her want to kiss him again. And then his thumbs traced teasing circles over her nipples.
"You seem to be losing control of the situation, my dear."
Capturing both wrists, she set his hands firmly on the arms of the chair again.
"I told you once," she said, sliding the tie of her robe free with a slow, stealthy glide, "that this wasn't over. Tonight, you're mine."
* * *
"And tomorrow?"
"We deal with tomorrow when it comes," she whispered. "As long as you remember not to fall in love with me, we should be safe. All I want is your body."
A startled laugh escaped him.
This bloody woman.
She defied all of his expectations of her, constantly forcing him to reassess. Adele was both a force to be reckoned with, and a siren who lured him down reckless paths. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to resist her, and now he knew why.
Giving him a wicked smile, she bound one of his arms to the chair with his cravat, and the other with the tie on her robe. His breath came a little more harshly.
"If you have some idea of rousing me like this and then leaving me here, I warn you to think again," he growled, a little flustered by the vulnerability of the situation.
He was always the seducer.
Never the seduced.
"Why ever would I leave you here when I have you at my mercy?"
At my mercy....
Bound to the chair.
This was not to be borne.
And yet....
He couldn't deny he was curious as to her full intentions. "I could free myself if I wanted."
"I know," she teased, as she went to her knees before him. "But are you sure you want to?"
No. No, he was not.