'Why didn't you want to leave me alone?'
'Because of the policy, of course.'
Her shoulders slumped. 'Stefan and Raymond could watch out for me.'
'You're my responsibility, Alesandra.'
'But I don't wish to be your responsibility,' she muttered. 'You have enough on your mind. You don't need to add me to your list.'
He didn't remark on that little speech. He unbuttoned his pants and stripped out of the rest of his clothes.
Her thoughts became fragments. She couldn't stop staring at her husband. Lord, he was magnificent. He was what she envisioned a warlord from bygone days must have looked like. Colin was all muscle, all power, and he had such sleek, smooth lines.
She followed him with her gaze as he crossed the room and bolted the bedroom door. He walked past her again on his way back to the bed. He pulled the covers back, straightened back up, and crooked his finger at her.
She didn't hesitate. She walked over to stand directly in front of him. Her hands were demurely folded in front of her. She looked serene, composed, but Colin knew better. The pulse in the base of her neck was beating frantically. He noticed when he lifted her hair away from her neck and bent down to kiss her.
She started to undress. Colin gently pushed her hands away from the bodice of her gown. 'Let me,' he whispered.
Her hands dropped back down to her sides. Colin was much quicker getting her clothes off than she was. He wasn't nearly as careful though. He didn't take the time to fold her garments but tossed them in a heap on top of his shirt. He was anxious to get to her bare skin. He noticed his hands shook when he untied the lace ribbon holding the neckline of her chemise in place and smiled over his lack of discipline.
He was surprised by his own quick response to her. His breathing was already ragged, his heartbeat was slamming inside his chest, and he hadn't even touched her yet-at least, not the way he wanted to touch her. Anticipation made him hard, aching.
Alesandra's thoughts were a little more centered. She was determined to get him to tell her he would have missed her if he'd taken the assignment.
When the last of her clothes had been discarded, she turned her gaze to her husband's chin and whispered his name. 'Colin?'
'Yes?'
'If you'd left London, would you have missed me?'
He lifted her chin up so she would look at him. His smile was filled with tenderness. 'Yes.'
She was so pleased with his answer, she let out a little sigh. Colin leaned down and brushed his mouth over hers. 'Do you wonder if I would have missed you?'
'No.'
'Why not?'
He distracted her by taking her hands and placing them around his neck. Then he began to nibble on her earlobe. 'Because I already know you'd miss me. You love me, remember?'
She couldn't fault that reasoning. Her husband certainly didn't have a problem with self-esteem. She thought to tell him so, and just as soon as he quit turning her thoughts into mush with his kisses, she would.
Colin placed wet kisses along the column of her throat. Her pulse was beating frantically now and she was already trembling in his arms. He thought that was a nice start.
He was slowly driving her crazy with his touch, and he knew it. That realization settled in her mind all at once.
Alesandra pushed herself away from him. He let her go, but the look on his face showed his confusion.
'What is it, sweetheart? Why did you push me away? I know you want me, and you sure as hell have to know how much I want you.'
Alesandra was determined to turn the tables on her husband. She got into bed, moved to the center, and then knelt on her knees, facing him. She could feel herself blushing, but she absolutely refused to give in to her embarrassment. Colin was her husband and her lover, and she should be able to do anything she wanted with him.
She crooked her finger at him. He was so surprised by her boldness, he laughed. He got into bed and reached for her. She shook her head at him and pushed against his shoulders, telling him without words she wanted him on his back.
'Does my boldness please you?'
'Yes,' he answered. 'It pleases me.'
It wasn't what he'd said as much as how he'd said it that gave Alesandra the courage to continue her game. She trailed her fingers down his chest.
'When you touch me, I go a little crazy,' she whispered. 'But tonight…'
She didn't go on. Her fingertips slowly circled his navel. She smiled over his quick indrawn breath when her hand moved lower.
'Yes?' he asked, his voice rough with need.
'You're going to lose your control before I lose mine. Do you accept my challenge, husband?'
In answer Colin stacked his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. 'I'll win, Alesandra. I have far more experience.'
She laughed over that boast. Odd, but admitting she loved him had somehow freed her from all restraint. She felt wild, wanton, and she didn't care at all that she wasn't being dignified. She really didn't think it was possible to maintain decorum when she was stark naked. 'Thank you for telling me I love you, Colin.'
'You're welcome, sweetheart.'
He was tense with anticipation. His voice was gritty when he said, 'Are you about finished working up your courage?'
'I'm planning my attack,' she countered.
That remark made him smile. She was highly curious about his body. She wanted to learn the taste of him just as he had learned the taste of her. The thought of what she wanted to do to him made her blush intensify, but Colin's eyes were closed so she didn't worry about hiding her embarrassment.
'Colin, is… everything permitted or is there something I shouldn't do?'
'Nothing's forbidden,' he replied. 'Our bodies belong to each other.'
'Oh, that's nice.'
She leaned back on her heels while she considered where she would like to start. His neck appealed to her, but then so did the rest of his body.
'Sweetheart, I'm going to fall asleep if you don't get started,' he announced.
Alesandra decided not to waste time getting to the area that most intrigued her.
He should have kept his eyes open. When he felt her mouth on the tip of his erection, he damn near came off the bed. His groan of pleasure came out as a raw shout.
He came undone. It took every ounce of discipline he possessed not to spill his seed then and there. Perspiration broke out on his brow. Her sweet tongue flicked over his sensitive skin until he was in acute agony to let himself climax.
He couldn't take the torment long. He suddenly let out a low growl as he grabbed hold of her shoulders and lifted her upward. He forced her thighs apart with his knee so that she would straddle his hips, cupped the back of her neck with his hand to bring her mouth down to his, and then sealed her soft lips with his as he thrust inside her with one hard surge. The liquid heat he felt told him she was ready for him. His hands dropped to the sides of her hips and he forced her upward so that he could thrust back inside again. He was beyond reason now, and as soon as he felt her instinctively tighten around him, he was powerless to control his body's reaction. His climax caught him by surprise. He let out another loud groan as he poured his seed into her.
Touching her husband so intimately and watching his own uninhibited response had heightened Alesandra's pleasure. He found his own release before she did, but he didn't stop moving inside her. The ecstasy was almost too much to endure. She whimpered his name when the heat began to uncoil and spread like wildfire through her body. Her head fell back in surrender to the bliss. Colin felt the first tremors of her release and reached down
