The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 1 (The Corskovi Dynasty) by Ann King Read Free Book Online Page A

ballroom dance. Heck everyone else had a dance
partner.
    As if
reading her mind, Andre added. “I was hoping that you’d mingle with the guests
and enjoy yourself.”
    Of
course, Hannah felt stupid. What was with her? She hoped she wasn’t turning
into one of those Velcro girls who Andre once talked about, trying to stick
onto him every second. Of course, looking back now…who could
blame them? Andre was hot as hell and right now his nearness was causing
her inner thighs to tingle with pleasure as the blood rushed to her sex.
    Oh, stop it! I can’t do this. I
don’t want to be his play thing . I don’t know what I
want. Maybe I just want to get to know him all over again. Have a real
relationship with him before diving into something more permanent that we may
end up regretting.
    “What’s
the matter, baby?” Andre’s low, silky voice whispered in her ear as he ran his
long fingers through her hair. The touch was surprisingly erotic.
    She
wanted to pull away from him. To let him know she was still not a hundred
percent okay with this…but she just couldn’t.
    “Andre,”
she breathed, as he nibbled on her earlobe. Her nipples hardened again. She could
feel his manhood lengthen inside his pants. “Oh, God. No.” Hannah pulled away,
breathless. Panting. Her sex was pulsing. How many times can a couple have
passionate love-making in a day?
    Fuck!
He was irresistible. Hannah just couldn’t think straight right now.
    “What
is it?” Andre’s sexy eyes undressed her in her robe as he pulled off his tux
jacket.
    She
wanted to tell him to keep his clothes on. But she just couldn’t do it. The
words would not part from her lips.
    “Andre,
please,” she breathed, her voice hoarse now. “We need to talk about…us. We need
to…oh, God!” she cooed as he moved closer to her and continued to nibble on her
neck snaking his strong arms around her body. Oh, his touch was electric. The
sensation sent rippling pleasure through her entire body. Was this what it felt
like to be on cloud nine? What a contrast to earlier at the chapel when she
thought she was in hell.
    “Just
say the word, baby, and I’ll stop,” Andre murmured as he continued to press his
hot soft lips on her skin. His silky voice was hoarse and low.
    Panting
and highly aroused now, Hannah pulled away dazed, her body was on fire. Her
hard nipples ached for the gentle touch of his finger pads brushing over them
as he did this morning.
    Instinctively,
Andre held her to prevent her from stumbling off balance. “You okay, baby?”
    “Yeah.
I…I just need time to think, Andre.”
    “About?”
    “About
us! About this. I don’t want to be just a play thing.”
    Andre
released Hannah, a grin of amusement touched the
corner of his salacious lips. “Is that what you believe you are to me, Hannah?
A play thing?”
    “Yes. I
mean…no. Yes. Yes and no.”
    Andre’s
sexy dark brow raised a fraction. “Clear to clarify, Ms Steeles.”
    Hannah
hugged herself as she moved closer to the window as if searching for the
answers within the bright lights of the Vegas strip outside the window hundreds
of feet below. Heat surged through her entire body. There was no doubt that
what she and Andre had, whatever it was, caused an electrical power surge
through her blood. She was pumped. Gosh, even his silky deep voice caused her
sex to pulse and butterflies to explode in her belly.
    What
was with Andre and his hold on her? It was as if it were some magical spell
he’d cast over her. Not that she minded at all. She craved his erotic touch like
a drug addiction. But it wasn’t enough.
    She
just didn’t want to end up like…his exes. By the way he flirted and danced with
Jessica at the ballroom dance today— her wedding reception dance, she just knew deep down in her mind that Andre was a
sex god who could have his pick of any woman. The man who
professed to never marry.   But could he really be her lover? Exclusively? Could they really have a
future? Or was it