All I Ask of You
“Perhaps I just wished for a moment’s privacy.”
When Aidan said nothing, Ophelia looked up. Her next words froze in her throat at the look in his eyes. A fire smoldered in the depths, and she quickly swallowed. Her mouth went dry, and she could not tear her eyes away from his. Her heart pounded so loudly the pain broke through the fog surrounding her. Aidan lifted his hand and slowly wiped a dab of jelly off Ophelia’s cheek. His touch burned like fire into the depths of her soul. Her eyes fluttered shut for an instant as she reveled in the sensation. She quickly opened them again to find Aidan leaning toward her.
“You are a mess. There is jelly everywhere.”
His words drifted off as he leaned forward and placed his lips on her cheek. Ophelia was certain she would perish when his tongue grazed her skin, licking the offending substance away. This time, Ophelia moaned aloud. Never before had she experienced such delicious sensations. She shivered as Aidan pulled away, leaving her cheek feeling exposed. The fire burned hotter than ever as Aidan leaned forward, this time intent on her mouth.
Ophelia resisted his advance only half-heartedly. Truth be told, she had watched Aidan for years. Had dreamed of him as she watched him in the park, or at some musicale or other social Ophelia’s aunt had managed to secure an invitation for. He was her ideal. He was considered quite the catch—a reformed rake, wealthy and now quite bent on maintaining respectability. As his lips descended to claim hers, she fleetingly thought of all the matchmaking mamas who were probably shuddering right now in their silk-clad kitten heels.
His lips were soft, warm and tender, gently raking across her lips in a sensual dance so explicit it made her gasp. He seemed spurred by the noise and suddenly the kiss became more insistent. Not understanding the emotions building within her, Ophelia felt her arms climb up his until they were entwined around his neck. She held on more for support than any other reason. His hands were making their own exploration, rubbing up and down her back. And when she thought the moment could not be more intense, she felt his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. Her lips parted in surprise and his tongue slid deftly in. Aidan kept her firmly pressed against him, not allowing her instinct to rule over her emotion. All reason and rational thought flew away as she relaxed and gave him full reign over her mouth.
