The Spanish Aristocrat's Woman by Katherine Garbera Read Free Book Online Page B

her body-image issues came to the surface. Especially when he reached around her body to undo the back clasp of her bra.
    He loosened the fabric and began to draw it away from her breasts, but she brought her hand up to stop him. “I’m not slim like the women you’re used to seeing.”
    Gui lifted her in his arms, something no man had ever done, and carried her to the leather sofa. He sat down and arranged her on his lap.
    “Kara, mi dulce, you are exactly as you should be. I’m not thinking of any woman but you.”
    She was ruining the moment. She should keep her mouth shut, but she’d die—absolutely die—if he managed to take her clothes off and then was repulsed by her soft body. “I’m just trying to let you know that I look better with my clothes on.”
    “I’m not doing a proper job of arousing you if you are worried about what you look like naked. You should be enjoying the feelings I’m evoking in you.”
    She smiled up at him, lifting herself to kiss him. It was a gentle kiss. “I have never enjoyed myself more, Gui.”
    He waggled his eyebrows at her. “Good.”
    He lowered his head to hers again and kissed her slowly, and she thought about the lights that she’d turned on when they’d entered the room. If she could just get up and turn them off…
    Gui lifted his mouth from hers and a second later she felt the warmth of his tongue on her nipple. She arched on his lap as his lips closed over it and he began to suckle her.
    A restless need swept through her and she clutched his head to her breast as her legs scissored apart. She was on fire for him. Each pull of his mouth on her breast caused a chain reaction in her body.
    Gui’s other hand slid up her leg and she reveled in the feel of his big warm hand against her. Then his fingers slipped downward toward her center.
    He traced her shape through the fabric of her panties, ran his forefinger down the center of her. She shifted her legs and arched against his hand.
    Then he moved her panties to the side and she felt the touch of his finger against her intimate flesh. She was quivering on the edge of an orgasm. And when his finger moved over her exposed flesh in the same rhythm as his mouth against her nipple, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.
    She still held his head to her breast and her hips lifted up toward his hand. She felt one finger dip into the wetness inside her body. She arched into his touch, needing more of him, and his name fell from her lips as he continued to caress her. He lifted his head from her breast, blew gently on her nipple before looking at her.
    “Come for me, Kara,” he said.
    She shivered at the intimate command, and then he thrust two fingers deep inside her while his thumb pressed down, and she shook in his arms, her orgasm startling her. She grabbed his shoulders as he continued to hold her through the climax. She called his name and turned her face into his chest so he wouldn’t be able to see her when she felt that vulnerable.
    She stayed there, wrapped in his arms, trying to remember that they weren’t the romantic love match of the year. No matter how perfect he felt to her at this moment or how much she might secretly want them to be.

    Gui was hard and wanted nothing more than to bury himself in the humid warmth of Kara, to feel her long limbs wrapped around his hips as he drove into her. But there was a sweet vulnerability to this woman and he sensed that if he pushed too hard now, he’d lose her.
    And somewhere between his careless comments to Elvira and now, he’d realized that he didn’t want to lose her. She was the solution that he’d been searching for.
    “Thank you, Gui.”
    “For what, bebe? ”
    “For that,” she said, blushing. His hand was still between her legs, her breast still bared to his gaze, and she was blushing over a word. He knew she didn’t feel uncomfortable at this moment, because if she did she would cover herself.
    Her thighs were soft and smooth and a nice pale