return, his mouth turned coaxing, drawing a line of tiny, nibbling kisses all the way along her lower lip.
With a small sigh of pleasure, she opened her mouth to let him deepen the kiss. And it was like nothing else she’d ever experienced. Nobody she’d ever kissed before had made her feel literally weak at the knees, making her hold onto him for dear life. Every stroke of his tongue, every touch of his skin against hers, stoked the desire higher and higher. Wanting more, she couldn’t help pressing against him, shifting her stance slightly so that he could slide one thigh between hers—just as he’d done when they’d danced the tango, except this time there was no audience. Just the two of them.
Then he pulled back. ‘This probably isn’t a good idea.’
‘No, it isn’t,’ she agreed.
‘Tell me to stop.’ He hooked his thumb into the strap of her dress and bared her shoulder before nibbling his way along it.
‘I can’t.’ She undid his cravat, then the top three buttons of his shirt, and pressed her mouth against his throat in a hot, wet, demanding kiss.
‘Amber.’ His voice was husky. ‘Last warning. Tell me to stop.’
She undid his waistcoat, then finished undoing his shirt. ‘Go,’ she whispered.
In response, Guy scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the house.
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