Entangled with the Prince - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,27

too sexy,” she told her reflection in the mirror. “I should change into something less…obvious.”

The ringing of the doorbell announced that her time had run out. She knew with every fiber of her being that Gaelen had rung the bell. Not just that, but he was impatiently standing outside of her apartment.

How she knew that, Savannah wasn’t sure. Perhaps it was that he’d told her he’d pick her up at five o’clock. Or maybe there was some sort of electrifying presence about the man and she could feel his energy, even through the doorway.

Or maybe it was just something else, but she also knew that she’d better hurry to answer the door.

Even as that thought passed through her mind, there was another sharp knock on her door.

Savannah paused with her hand on the doorknob, and took a deep breath. Then she pulled the door open and…there he was! Goodness, he was handsome! That scar down his cheek only enhanced the incredible allure of him. She wanted to know how he’d gotten the scar…as well as about a thousand other things.

“You look beautiful,” he said. Stepping into the apartment, he took her hand. But his eyebrows drew together and he looked down at their hands. “You’re trembling. Why?”

She tried to pull away, but his fingers tightened around hers. “I’m nervous,” she admitted, lifting her dark eyes to his hazel ones.

“Why?” he demanded, stepping closer. The door to her apartment closed and there was an intense silence. “You know that I would never hurt you, right?”

She smiled, feeling a bit of her tension ease with his words. “Yes. I know.” She lifted her hand, cupping his jaw. “You look like you’d be very rough, but I suspect that you’re actually very gentle.”

He moved closer, his hands moving to rest on her hips. “With you, always,” he groaned. And then he kissed her. It started gently, but when she leaned in, pressing her body against his, he deepened the kiss, his hands moving around her waist and lifting her higher, pressing her more tightly against his body.

“Savannah!” he growled, his hands tightening as his tongue invaded her mouth, teasing hers into participating. She pulled back slightly, shocked by the passion in his kiss. But he softened and that triggered a panic inside her, not wanting him to stop. Lifting up onto her toes, she tugged at his shoulders, desperate for more!

“We have to stop or we’ll never get out of here,” he said, but as soon as those words were out of his mouth, he swung her around, placing her on top of her counter and stepped between her thighs.

Savannah wasn’t aware of anything other than the beauty of his kiss and the way his hands made her feel. “Please don’t stop,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist in an effort to ease the incredible ache that seemed to be throbbing deep in her body.

In response, his hands dove into her hair, pulling her head back while his lips discovered every secret spot on her neck that she hadn’t realized was such an erogenous zone. Then he teased those spots with his teeth, sending shivers of delight down her spine. She felt her body tighten, but wasn’t aware of her legs tightening, pulling his hips closer. All she knew was that he felt so incredibly good! Every place he touched only heightened her desire.

Gaelen knew that he should stop. He hadn’t intended to make love to her like this. But seeing her in that red dress had set his body on fire. The first time he’d seen her, she’d been in a white shirt that covered her from neck to wrists and a pair of black slacks. Then this morning, she’d been in a pair of loose jeans and a tee-shirt. This red dress…with all of her lovely, pale skin showing and every inch of her so responsive to his touch, well, he couldn’t resist her. She was so damn beautiful and he felt as if he hadn’t been with a woman in…?

Hell, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been with a woman. Looking down at her, seeing the passion in her beautiful eyes, he stopped fighting. Everything in his body tightened with need. A need for her. A need to possess her and be possessed by her overwhelmed him and he couldn’t stop touching her, couldn’t stop exploring all of her soft curves, hearing those sexy sighs and gasps of delight.

“Tell me to stop,” he ordered, biting that spot