The Spanish Aristocrat's Woman by Katherine Garbera Page B

I want you, too,” he said, sliding his hand down to her tummy and pressing her back against his groin. She felt his erection nudge her lower back.
    She shivered delicately and shifted against him. “But there’s no time now.”
    “There’s always time for making love to my fiancée.”
    She turned in his arms, rising up on her toes to kiss him. His mouth opened over hers and she felt that knot of uncertainty that had been in her stomach since her lunch with Gui’s sisters start to melt.
    Many couples met in ways that were unconventional, and Lord knows that people married for reasons nowhere near as sensible as hers and Gui’s. And they had passion. The kind of passion she’d always believed was only found in movies or romance novels.
    He sucked her lower lip between his teeth and she moaned in her throat. God she wanted this man. He leaned down to whisper in explicit terms what he wanted to do with her.
    She flushed at the words, a pulse of pure pleasure going through her body. She arched against him.
    “Yes, Gui. Take me like that.”
    He smiled down at her and then lifted her in his arms and carried her into his bedroom. He made love to her on the edge of the bed, thrusting deeply into her body and joining them so deeply that it was easy for her to believe that they’d never be apart. He called her name when he came, and as her own climax washed over her, she clung tightly to his shoulders, held him to her and vowed that she’d never let him go. That she’d find the way to ensure that together they’d have the happiness that she’d always felt was waiting for her with the right man.
    With this man, she thought.

Eight
    T he house of the Enfanta Isabella and Alonzo was big and impressive, exactly what one would expect of the residence of the heiress to the throne. It was far and away the most impressive private home she’d seen, and she’d visited many.
    Kara was a little intimidated as they pulled up in front of the house and a doorman came to open her door. She fumbled to open her purse and Gui waved the liveried man off. Though she’d met heads of state and spent her entire life around the privileged set, this was different. She was meeting Gui’s family, really meeting them for the first time. And this party was in her and Gui’s honor. Her first official function as his fiancée. Oh. My. God. She took a deep breath but it didn’t help. Neither did the second or third one she tried.
    “What’s the matter, mi dulce? ”
    “Nothing,” she said, hoping for once that he’d just let her get away with the white lie. She closed her eyes, trying to let his deep voice wash away her nerves. It did help a little.
    “Kara, I know you better than that.”
    “Dang it. Can’t you let it go this time?”
    “No, I can’t. Everything about you matters to me.”
    She wanted to believe him but Gui was used to romancing women and…Why did she do that to herself? She knew she was important to Gui. He wouldn’t be planning to marry her if she didn’t matter on one level or another. And they wouldn’t be here in front of his sister-in-law and brother’s home otherwise.
    “Talk to me, bebe. Where is the confident woman who seduced me in my dressing room?”
    She flushed. “I didn’t seduce you. I was just sitting there.”
    He leaned over, his fingers brushing over her face before his mouth found hers. “That’s all it takes to seduce me.”
    She smiled, feeling the confidence that came from the sexy feelings Gui evoked in her.
    He kissed her again and she didn’t want to stop. In his arms she forgot about meeting other people and what their opinions of her might be.
    “What are you thinking about?” Gui asked, pulling back.
    She shrugged. “Your family is filled with gorgeous people and they are used to socializing with other royals and I’m…”
    “What are you?”
    “Not what they are probably expecting from your fiancée.”
    “Didn’t you spend the afternoon shopping with my