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that melted her from the inside out. “No. There is
more to you than my moonlit Juliet.”
    He
untied her chemise slowly; pulling the strings as he’d just pulled her hair.
The loose material fell open across her chest, exposing the tops of her breasts,
and Julianna was astounded to see how enticing they looked that way, gleaming
in the moonlight, lush and inviting.   She looked up at Mr. Sharp’s face and saw he was as entranced as she
was. She tried not to think too much, focusing instead on what she saw in his
expression. There was tenderness there as well as need, as if he, too, felt
more than a simple one-night affair should warrant. When he grasped the bottom
of the chemise and gently drew it over her head, letting it drop to the floor,
she wrapped her arms around her waist, embarrassed and yet still eager for him
to hold her as he had before.
    “Juliet.”
His whisper raced across her shoulders, leaving chills in its wake. He grabbed
her, all hunger and need and desire. She should have been frightened but she wasn’t.
She was relieved at how much he wanted her. It was perfect, really. It would
make it all so much easier. When his mouth came down on hers, she was ready
this time. She met him as an equal in the kiss, as desperate to complete their
bargain as he was.
    She
yelped in alarm when he suddenly pulled back and swept her up into his arms.
    “Bed,”
he muttered, spinning around and tossing her into the middle of his huge
mattress.
    Julianna
laughed to cover the nerves that had returned full force as their encounter
moved to the bed. “Are you insane?” she cried out in surprise, as he grabbed
her left leg and dragged her down to the end of the bed. He yanked off her boot
and tossed it over his shoulder.
    “You
have driven me insane,” he told her with a lascivious grin. “I am desperate to
get you naked and fuck you madly.” He yanked and then tossed her other boot
over his shoulder. It landed with a loud thump against the wall and then slid
down to the floor.
    Julianna
held her breath to stifle her maidenly protest as he unbuttoned her trousers
and pulled them off. She had nothing on underneath. It was the first time she’d
ever been naked in front of a man. Mr. Sharp didn’t waste time looking. He
growled his approval at her nakedness as he climbed back on the bed, shoving
her legs apart so he could kneel between them. “You are gorgeous,” he said
roughly, leaning down and kissing her stomach. He licked her from her navel to
her mons. He hummed in appreciation while Julianna could only lay there,
stunned by the things he was doing. “You smell marvelous,” he said, his voice
muffled against her.
    He
put his mouth on her, between her legs, and suckled, and Julianna gasped in a
mixture of shock and desire. “Oh!” she cried out as her shoulders curled up off
the bed. She clutched the bedcovers tightly in her fists, wanting to grab him
instead, to wrap her fists in his hair and either shove him away or hold his
mouth on her forever. Her confusion only added to the wild, uncontrollable
feelings crashing through her.
    He
groaned at her response and Julianna shivered violently. This was too much,
more than she had expected. She had no idea how to go about this, had never
heard of such a thing. She pushed him away as she tried to move out from under
him. Suddenly he rose up to kneel between her legs again, breathing heavily.
    “I’m
sorry, Juliet, but I can’t wait. I’ll make you fly, angel. I promise.” He
pushed her up the bed with his hands on her waist and she scrambled up until
her head rested on the pillows. Mr. Sharp fell on top of her. There was no
other word for it. His forearms lay on the bed beside her shoulders, bearing
the weight of his upper body as he smiled wickedly at her. His hips squirmed
from side to side, and Julianna automatically opened her legs more to
accommodate him.
    “That’s
it, Juliet,” he murmured as he leaned down and gave her a quick, hard kiss.