The Wedding Deal by Marie Kelly Read Free Book Online Page A

husband to you of that I promise”
    As he had pulled back to look down into her soft lovely face his eyes had travelled down to her slightly quivering lips before his head had dropped to gently kiss the side of her eye. As his tongue had licked the small tear, the touch of him on her had caused her to sigh softly as her body exploded into small tremors. His mouth had continued to kiss down her face, his lips hardly touching her skin, each one a mere whisper, promising so much, until his mouth had finally found hers. As their lips had met, it was as if a fire had been ignited in each, as they had kissed the other with an intensity that left Tessa breathless and feeling disembodied, the only important thing, his kiss, the way his tongue flicked against hers, eliciting an equal response in her. She was hardly aware as one hand had wound its way around her waist pulling her tight into him, tight against the throbbing hardness of him, the other moving to hold her head to him. As his mouth had finally released hers, his teeth moving to gently nip her ear he had whispered.
    “Stay, Tessa, let me make love to you……..we both want this”
    As though drunk, his words had reached deep into her befuddled brain, the meaning of them like cold water, as she had gasped, pushing herself from him.
    “No” she had cried out in despair, her eyes staring wildly at him. He had looked back at her, his breathing like hers ragged, his eyes still showing the passion that had so nearly consumed them both.
    “I…I have to go, so much to do tomorrow” she had cried out, her hands wringing nervously before her, as she had pulled open the door and moved into the large foyer. Behind her she could hear his feet move out with her, as he had finally caught up with her at the door. When she had turned to once more look at him, he was once more calm, once more in complete control of himself, which was more than she was able to do, her hair still ruffled from his fingers, her eyes still large, lips still reddened.
    As she had made to open the door, he had caught her hand in his, pulling it to his mouth, the feel of his lips on her skin once more making her react.
    “Goodnight Tessa” he spoke gently.
    “Drive carefully”, before he had reached to open the door to escort her to her car.
    As they had reached her beaten up vehicle she had looked up nervously at him, her heart once more fluttering.
    “Thank you for dinner Alexis…………and for being understanding” and with that she had slipped it.
    The return journey home had been a quick one as she had chided herself for how she had reacted to this devastatingly handsome man. He was the enemy she reminded herself, he had made a deal with her grandfather to use her body for his own needs. He did not love her or care about her, but saw her as an investment opportunity. This man was no better than John, and yet she still felt the way her whole body ached, remembering how his kiss had set her on fire, the sensations so foreign to her. That night in bed, she had tossed and turned before falling into a deep sleep, the image of his eyes burning intently into hers.
    The next day passed quickly. From the minute she had woken up she had been too busy to think about her situation. All morning and afternoon she had calmed nervous dancers, carried out rehearsal after rehearsal and ensured that mothers knew exactly what was expected of them, providing them with costume sheets and a place to ensure that their children could get changed. She had organised for food to be delivered to the venue for all of the children as a treat for all their hard work, and also to ensure that they were fed before the big event, and as was usual with Show nights, she had felt both nervous and exhilarated at the same time. Tessa loved the bustle of the whole event, and had many times laughed at the antics of the smallest children, the 5 to 6 year olds, the day’s hectic activity a welcome relief from the strange turn of events