The Tycoon's Misunderstood Bride by Elizabeth Lennox

That was brazen of me, but I…”
    He stopped her from explaining by simply kissing her lips, taking control of the situation in a way that made her stomach muscles clench with that sudden crazy feeling. 
     
    As that warmth invaded her body, her arms crept up his chest and her fingers rested nervously on both of his broad shoulders while he continued to kiss her.  Emma had no idea how to kiss since she’d never done it with any other man before their wedding .  So instead of acting like the ninny she was, she imitated everything he did.  When he bit her lower lip, she jumped but her hand moved down to cup his jaw and she tentatively did the same thing back to him.  When he reacted by tightening his arms around her waist, she pulled herself closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and lifting herself up on her toes to hold him closer. 
     
    Jason bent down and picked her up in his arms, amazed that she barely weighed anything at all.  He quickly carried her down the hallway and kicked the door closed with his foot before bringing her over to his bed. 
     
    While he carried her, he stopped kissing her and all her nervousness came rushing back.  So when he set her back down, she started to pull away, but knew that was the wrong thing to do.  Telling herself to do exactly the opposite of her instincts, she moved closer to his strong body. 
     
    When he reached behind her to unzip her jumper, she flinched, then moaned as his hand sent shivers down her back.  He didn’t stop until she was shaking again, then his hands moved back up her back, and down again.  She closed her eyes, shocked that someone touching her back could feel so enormously wonderful.  Her whole body was on fire now and she clenched the front of his shirt to keep herself upright. 
     
    When his fingers found her bare skin underneath her turtleneck shirt, she gasped in surprise at how hot his fingers felt and her eyes looked up at his, only to find him watching her carefully.  Thankfully , the look in his eyes was just as hot as she felt so the moment when her self-consciousness would have surfaced, it was stopped and changed into desire, and feminine power that she’d like to exert. 
     
    Her fingers followed his, pulling his shirt out of the waistband of his slacks, then her fingers slipping underneath.  When she felt his sharp intake of breath, she felt her body’s reaction right down to the core of her.  The shooting, incredible desire she was feeling now made her smile with joy and pleasure and he was still moving his fingers around.
     
    Jason didn’t like the amusement she had on her face at his expense.  No, this woman wouldn’t get the best of him, he told himself.  She was using all her whiles to make him lose control but he wouldn’t give that to her.  Pulling the shirt over her head, he tossed it off to the side.  When he looked down, he couldn’t believe how incredible she looked.  She was wearing just a simple white cotton bra, but her breasts were perfectly shaped, wonderfully pert and, as his hand cupped their fullness , he was surprised at how much larger they were.  He quickly discarded her bra and felt their fullness without the restriction, his thumb and fingers caressing the tender skin, watching with fascination as her nipples hardened to a peak as he caressed and familiarized himself with their weight and texture. 
     
    Gone were his plans to control this situation.  All that was in him now was a need to possess, to find out more about her.  Her breasts were perfect, rounded at the bottom but turned up slightly, as if they were begging for his mouth.  He obliged and bent down to taste their perfect peaks.  His tongue swirled around the tender skin and he didn’t even feel her fingers in his hair , pulling at his scalp.  In the back of his mind, he knew that she was making those sexy little sounds, but right now, all he wanted was to taste her breasts, then move lower, to see if the skin on her stomach