CHAPTER FORTY NINE – THE FIRST PASSION

Sliding one hand around her nape, he slanted his mouth over hers once more as his free hand gripped her thigh and tugged. Charlotte went willingly, throwing one leg over his lap to straddle him in the plush confines of the car’s leather interior. The scent of his cologne mingled with the lingering scent of champagne as their tongues tangled and twined. She could feel the press of his arousal against her core, and with a moan of desire she ground herself against him. His hands roamed over her body with an almost proprietary possessiveness, his fingers dipping beneath the hem of her gown to caress her bare skin. She arched her back, arching into his touch as he tugged her gown up and over her hips. "Perfect," he growled, his lips trailing hot kisses down her neck. "So very beautiful." Charlotte gasped as he tugged her gown the rest of the way off, leaving her naked in his hungry, appreciative gaze. Her skin tingled where he touched her, and she arched into his touch, desperate for mo