main priority.’
Letty suppressed a sigh and cursed all the very many willing-to-please women who had worked tirelessly together to imbue Leo, the ultimate Greek tycoon, with such an outdated set of values. ‘This time I’m going to say no because the children are still too vulnerable to suffer separation or too much disruption…but another time, when they are better adjusted to their life with us, I will try to accommodate your wishes.’
Leo ground his teeth together. He totally understood her reasoning, even sympathised, but they had been married only a week and had spent very little time together. Now they would be apart another week and soon after that he had a trip to the US planned. Exactly when was he going to find time to be with his wife? Surely that should be of crucial importance to her too because without a functioning marriage, where would the children be then?
Feeling very dissatisfied with Leo’s reaction, Letty went off to dig out a book and read while striving to put that exchange behind her and not brood. She had to be reasonable, she instructed herself. She was dealing with a pretty spoilt and selfish man, who was still learning to deal with the changes children brought to life. Leo wasn’t likely to turn into a gilded saint overnight and her constantly reminding him that the kids had to come first seemed to be a particular goad. She wondered why that was when he had only married her to be their substitute mother.
She was tossing and turning, sleepless and still trying to fathom the mystery that was Leo’s tangled and contradictory thought processes, when Leo slid into bed beside her, startling her. ‘I thought you were still working,’ she commented.
‘No. I need to make the most of my wife while she’s still here and available,’ Leo told her, stripping her out of her silky nightgown with ruthless efficiency.
Rather exciting efficiency, Letty conceded, pulses picking up speed, heart pounding before his mouth even enclosed hers. She lifted up to him, wildly enthralled by the lean, hard muscular length of him pressing down on her. She was learning so much about herself that her head was spinning, registering that even when Leo set her teeth on edge she continued to crave him and was reassured now rather than annoyed to find herself still an object of desire. She loved him so much, she thought passionately, small fingers smoothing caressingly over his satin-smooth broad shoulders and up into his silky hair. There was no rhyme or reason to it but Leo was it for her, the summit of her dreams, her most insane fantasies and the key to her happiness and accepting that reality unnerved her a little.
‘Get with the programme,’ Leo breathed, gazing down at her with eyes that glittered jet black in the moonlight. ‘You’re a thousand miles away inside your head.’
‘How do you know that?’ Letty asked with a look of guilt.
‘Because you’re the only woman who has ever treated me like that and it is not a compliment,’ he murmured ruefully.
‘Well, maybe I’m disconnecting because you’re always in control,’ Letty suggested, planting her hands against his chest and sending him flat on the mattress beside her because she was embarrassed by the truth that she had floated away inside her anxious thoughts.
Letty revelled in Leo’s surprise and she chuckled. ‘So lie back and think of Greece like Victorian women used to do—’
Obligingly, Leo stretched, naked and bronzed and awesomely attractive, all lithe and sexy and willing to be seduced. Letty grinned down at him. ‘Now, I warn you I may be a little clumsy at first, but practice is crucial,’ she pointed out.
Leo lay back and surveyed the wonder that was Letty, who never ever did anything the way he expected and, as he was discovering, it was an extraordinarily fascinating quality in a woman. He had been seduced by women to whom sex was an art form, but every stroke of Letty’s uncertain fingers, every tiny enthusiastic kiss from her generous mouth had an infinitely stronger effect on him. And whether it was the medical training or the truth that he had married a superbly sensual woman, it was the sexiest hour he had ever enjoyed, and he told her so afterwards.
‘Nonsense,’ she told him, a little crossly because he had stopped her at what she considered to be a crucial point and before he could climax and she felt cheated.
Leo spread her out across the bed. ‘Now it’s my turn.’
He found her ready, aching for him, and he plunged and she gasped in delight at the sheer rush of sensation flaring and flaming through her needy body. She wanted more and he gave her more until containing that pleasure became too much and she rose against him with a keening cry as sweet gratification flooded her in an unstoppable rush.
‘You will miss me when you’re in London, meli mou,’ Leo pronounced with satisfaction.
And Letty saw no good reason to deny the truth because sometimes that was just the way the cookie crumbled. ‘Yes, but life throws you lemons occasionally when you really want peaches.’
Leo laughed out loud in appreciation and held her close because he was already thinking of round two.
And she lay there, feeling unexpectedly secure and happy, thinking I can do this.
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