Legendary Lover by Susan Johnson Read Free Book Online

but carnal gratification.
    "I don't suppose testimony from witnesses would serve."
    She smiled. "You'd call them in from the ballroom?"
    He grimaced, moody under his afflicted desires. "Damn you. I should be able to curb these impulses."
    "It's my fault?"
    "Yes." He had a reputation for superb self-control—too much control, those ladies unable to attract his attention would attest. But that restraint seemed to be lacking in Venus Duras's company, and for the first time in his life he considered the possibility that female sorcery might actually exist. "Hell and damnation," he growled, coming out of the chair in a fluid surge of muscle and power. "I'm done talking."
    She came up on her elbows. "What are you doing?"
    "I'm going to put this stiff prick into that hot little cunt of yours."
    "How charming," she sarcastically said.
    "If you don't like it, I'll stop."
    She had to look up a very long way; he towered over her, his rigid erection particularly difficult to ignore. "Jack, don't even consider force majeure . I won't allow it, I-"
    He stopped her protest with a heated kiss, settling between her legs with such ease, he rightly questioned who was seducing whom.
    "Trust me," he whispered against her mouth and plunged into her dewy wetness, burying himself hilt-deep with a contented sigh.
    Instantly, shamefully, like the most scandalous wanton, she climaxed with a whimpering cry. Disgraced, ingloriously humbled, she felt all the certainties in her past swept away. "Oh, God," she whispered, distrait, bewildered.
    "Hush," he murmured, gently kissing her. "It's allowed." Sliding his hands under her bottom, he forced himself deeper. And desire quickened within her again even while saner counsel chastised her irresponsible hunger.
    But fretful anxiety soon faded in the heat of passion.
    His penetration increasing until he'd buried himself to the most profound depth, he moved delicately, deliberately, skillfully, on his best behavior since he'd never resorted to brute force before. He soothed her apprehensions, mollified his own scruples, and brought her to climax twice more before he finally allowed himself to come on her stomach.
    Into the hushed aftermath, Venus whispered, "I shouldn't have let you." But her tone was benevolent, her sensibilities replete.
    "I shouldn't have either. Forgive me."
    "If I weren't so blissfully content, I'd muster up the energy to chide you."
    "Chide me next time." Sprawled against the opposite end of the sofa, he smiled at her.
    Her languid sensibilities snapped to attention. "No," she firmly declared, coming up to a seated position. "There are percentages of risk, my darling man, that I don't care to contemplate."
    "And degrees of pleasure, my darling lady, that you should experience."
    "Absolutely not. You're not going to win this time."
    "It's not about winning. It's about hot sex."
    "Don't." But she felt an immediate titillating response.
    "You always seem to like it." Confident in his ability to persuade, he gave her a tolerant smile.
    "That I like," she said with a charming frankness, indicating the undiminished vigor of his penis.
    "We're at your service, mademoiselle."
    "A pleasant thought. However—" She glanced around. "What time is it? I should be going."
    "I think I'll keep you for a while yet."
    "You'll what?" Shock resonated in her words.
    "I'm not finished yet."
    "No, absolutely not." She scrambled to her feet and held up her hand as though the gesture would forestall his rash inclinations. "I'm not taking any more chances tonight. Enjoyable as the sex is, the consequences are too serious."
    "You're hard to convince. I didn't come in you. I won't come in you."
    "Sorry, I'm just more practical—for obvious reasons."
    "Then I'm sorry, too," he murmured, slowly coming to his feet.
    "Jack, no—Jack!" She slipped under his outstretched arm and darted away. Finding protection behind the sofa, she guardedly watched him.
    "I'm completely dependable," he said, moving for-ward.
    "Jack, no, I