Her body is his to command, her heart his to win.
Selina Moss bared her body to her husband and allowed him to see her and touch her like no one else has ever done. When a member of the family visits, she realizes there is still so much about her husband she doesn't know.
Benjamin's remorse about his family history drives his actions. Selina is his present and he'll do whatever it takes to protect her from being contaminated by his past, including revealing the shame that burns his soul.
But for Selina, finding out about Benjamin's past means investing emotionally in a man who's only going to walk away once their temporary arrangement comes to an end. Is she ready to bare her heart to him along with the secrets of their past?
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Fingers curled into her tresses. The sharp tug of her hair and her prickling scalp shocked a soft gasp out of her mouth as she lifted her eyelids. Her husband towered over her now fully clothed and standing beside the bed, his firm hand gripping her nape.
"You're thinking again," he said before crushing her lips beneath his.
Under the weight and onslaught of his mouth she capitulated to his dominance, opening up, letting him take what he wanted, and savoring this about him. Despite the harshness of his kiss, the combination of his soft lips and rough tongue stirred the embers of her lust. He tasted of coffee and caramel, dark and decadent, his smoke-wood and spice scent drawing her into the web of arousal he wove.
His right hand dipped down her body, rough palm skimming the soft flesh of her breast, firm fingers plucking at her nipple until it stood straight and taut. Her body jerked in response. As his hand continued its journey over the contour of her belly to the swell of her left hip, she stifled a whimper. Fever rose, fast and urgent, burning her flesh. Then his fingers spread her lower lips, stroked her clit, circling it once before breaching her already wet entrance.
Yes! Gasping into his mouth, she tilted her hips giving him more access while pushing against him for more friction. Her fingers slid down to his trouser cupping the huge, hard bulge tenting his fly. She stroked him and then moved her hand to the zipper. She couldn’t wait to have him inside her.
He had other ideas.
Benjamin pulled away, ending her foray with a firm flick of her wrist and tilted her head up.
"Which play day rule have you just broken?" His grey eyes glimmered with wicked amusement.
She sighed, a mix of defeat and resignation. "The ‘no touching unless you tell me to’ rule."
She didn’t bother hiding the frustration from her voice. She'd already earned a demerit. His next words confirmed it.
"And that sassy mouth of yours has cost you an orgasm this morning."