he challenged, his grey eyes dancing.
` Oh no you won’t, you’re bigger than me.’ She broke off a row of small squares. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling. She seemed about to feed it to him; he opened his mouth but with a laugh she popped it into her own instead.
` Oh, oh, so that’s the way you play your games, Roseanne Fairfax! We’ll see about that.` Before she realised what he was about he had rolled over, holding her down with one long muscular leg while he tried to pin her arms above her head.
` Surrender, surrender…’ she laughed. `Here’s yours.’ She stuffed a chunk of chocolate into his mouth. As he chewed it he seized her other hand and wrested the remainder of the bar from her grasp.
` I’m boss now.’ He grinned down at her. `You can only have another piece if you pay a forfeit.’
` Oh no!’ She tried to sit up. `I’m not paying any more of your forfeits.’
` Why not?’ he asked guilelessly. ‘You enjoyed…’
` No I did not! I…’
` Enjoyed the last piece of chocolate, I was going to say.’ He feigned a look of innocence,’ but if you didn’t enjoy it I’ll eat it myself.` He popped a generous piece into his mouth and then broke off another small square and placed it between her lips. As she sucked it in he placed his mouth gently over hers in a feather light kiss. Seconds later he raised his head. `I’ve heard of candy kisses but I’ve never had a chocolate kiss before.’ He grinned as he watched the colour rise in her cheeks. `You blush so beautifully Roseanne.’ He stroked her cheek with a gentle finger. `Exactly the colour of wild roses. I think your mother made an excellent job of choosing your name.’ He broke the remaining chocolate in half and cradled her head in his arm while he fed some to her and some to himself, stealing a playful kiss between each morsel until it was finished.
` That was delicious,’ he said.
` Yes, but the chocolate is all done so you can release me now.’ Roseanne said, starting to sit up but Euan didn’t move. He simply looked down at her, studying her face. His eyes moved to her breasts straining against the thin cotton of her blouse as he held her arms. Her breath came faster. She knew he had noticed.
`Euan? Please, let me go…’ Her voice was no more than a whisper. She knew he was going to kiss her and she hadn't the will to resist.
She could taste the chocolate on his tongue as it toyed with hers. `Lovely,’ he breathed as though he had read her mind. His lips trailed a line of little kisses down the line of her jaw and back until he nibbled her ear. Later she admitted she hadn’t even tried to resist when his mouth claimed hers again, more demanding, deepening the kiss until her legs felt week and she grew hot with desire. No one had ever aroused her like this before. She hadn’t known it was possible. He released her hands and she felt his fingers on the bare skin where her shirt had escaped from her jeans. His hand moved slowly in ever widening circles until his fingers found the swell of her breasts. He felt her nipple peaking, firm and hard against his thumb and he lowered his head in a long exploring kiss.
` No,’ she murmured softly as his fingers slipped beneath her bra and she became aware of his own increasing desire as his passion increased. `Please Euan, not here. Not now. N-not yet…’ He was breathing hard and she could feel the hardness of him against her stomach where his leg still lay across her. He sighed.
` You’re right,’ he breathed softly and raised his head to stare down at her swollen lips and flushed face. `This is not the place to make love to you the way I want to love you, Roseanne.` He rolled away from her and she knew she should be relieved, and she was, but somehow she felt deprived, missing something she might never have the chance to feel again. Euan drew his knees up and pushed his fingers through his thick brown hair while he strove to regain control. Roseanne smoothed her own
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