His warm hands covered hers and she could feel the hardness of his chest muscles on her back as he guided her arms in a smooth swing.
She squirmed in objection, and his body adjusted around hers in response.
His persistence was taking its toll, and when his lips found hers again, she responded involuntarily.
Jennifer, forced to husband her limited shots, took more time with hers as well.
His piercing gaze held hers for a moment, and then his expression softened ever so slightly.
But to the old countess those contemporaries of hers seemed to be the only serious and real society.
The soft chocolate gaze met hers and the smooth lips tipped up slightly at the corners.
It all appeared innocent until her feet touched the ground, and then he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her as his lips sought hers hungrily.
He kissed her again more deeply and then rested his forehead against hers with a sigh.
His lips left hers briefly and then he whispered softly against her neck.