red, she bit her lower lip and started what she hoped looked like a seductive saunter up to him, her hips swaying in invitation.
“What are you doing here, Jade?” He asked roughly; his deep, normally composed voice was now gruff. He made no attempt to turn and hide his arousal from her, nor did he seem concerned at how she was approaching him. She had assumed that he was unaffected by her with the way he acted so callously with her, but once she got close enough she could see clearly. Though his face was set in a trained expression of disinterest, she could see how his ember eyes burned hotter than any fire, or how his nostrils flared a little as she stopped inches from him.
As much as he talked like he hated her, or how he said that she was cold hearted, he wanted her. She had never seen a man look that way, like he was waging an inner battle with his desires. His eyes darted over to her bare shoulder, lingering a moment before sliding back up. Speechless and unsure what to say as their eyes locked together, she went to caress his chest and found her hand was trembling when she reached out.
Touching the strong wall of his chest, she could feel his tightly knit muscles and the tension from his tightly reigned lust. Jade was surprised in that moment to find that his control must be unparalleled, any other man would have already sprang forward and ravished her.
“You really shouldn’t be in here like this. You don’t know what your playing with.” He warned. She briefly thought of backing off, but this was the only chance she was going to get. This was very different from the way she thought it would be. She thought it would be simple if not a little awkward to coax him to lay with her, but this heat she was feeling threatened to consume her.
Afraid of being swept away by the intense maelstrom of desire, she dropped her gaze to the floor. Shrugging off the other shoulder of her dress, she tugged it down slowly. She paused uncertainly just before exposing her breasts, the trembling growing stronger and spreading through out her body. Why was she reacting like this to him?
Hearing a strained primal growl, she looked up in just enough time to see him throwing the wine glass into the fire. Crimson liquid splashed and sizzled in the flames as he lunged forward. His hands grabbed the bodice of the dress, ripping it in one swift motion and rendering her bare all the way to her navel. Free from their confinement, her bountiful breasts bouncing from his rough actions.
His hungry eyes roamed over her pale flesh, his expression of poise shattered, replaced by one of carnal need. When finally their eyes met again, the only noise in the room was the crackling of the fire and the sizzle of the wine in the hearth. Like magnets they were drawn together then, Jade could feel the pull of something she didn’t quite understand but couldn’t resist. Marion wrapped his arms around her body in a lust fueled embrace, her arms sliding around his neck. As he crushed her against him, his mouth claimed hers with a mind numbing kiss that made everything around them fade away. The crackle of energy she had felt the first night they’d met came back with force, making her half expect to hear a peel of lightning close by.
She felt his tongue like hot silk playing at her own, inviting it to join in. His kiss rocked her to the core and she longed for more. Tentative at first she rolled her tongue across his but became increasingly more bold at the strained noise of pleasure he made when she did; their lips slanting across each others, hungry for more while the feeling inside of her became a fever pitch.
Before she could make heads or tails of what was happening, he scooped her up then and in four great