03 - The Wicked Lady Read Free Page A

brother.
    "Something tells me you've slipped away from me," Trevor whispered, wondering what a Johnstone tasted like.
    Kristen realized she'd finished his bandage, but she hadn't moved from between his legs. She'd been staring at his chest, lost in her thoughts. Now she looked up at him and saw that his expression had softened for the first time. "I--I think I've finished."
    "Have you?" Trevor reached out and traced his finger lazily along her jaw, marveling at how smooth her skin felt. He had no idea why he was feeling this odd attraction to the girl, but somehow he needed to touch her and, for just a moment, chase away the sadness he'd seen in her face. He found himself wanting her. He noted she hadn't jerked away from him. His hand slipped to the nape of her neck, and her silky hair seemed to wrap around his fingers while he pulled her ever so slowly to him.
    Just one little kiss . . . that's all he wanted. Then he'd be satisfied and could send her on her way. Her lips were soft and wet as he moved his mouth over hers. It was a featherlike kiss and then it was over.
    " 'Twas nice." Her eyes were wide and clear, staring at him with unblinking innocence.
    "Nice?" Trevor drew his brows together. Since when did a woman describe his kiss as merely nice. "Nice?" he repeated.
    "I thought p’haps there would be more."
    "Don't tell me you've never been kissed before."
    "Nay, I have not."
    "Then, perhaps, we should try again."

"What for?"
    Trevor couldn't help but chuckle. "I would hate to leave you disappointed. There is a little more to a kiss than I've shown you."
    Kristen had always wondered what a kiss would be like. Would it be magical? She sure hadn't felt any magic yet and, seeing as this man's teeth were not rotten like most of the lads she knew, she didn't see any harm in satisfying her curiosity. " 'Tis more, ye say?"
    His arms went around her, and he pressed her to him till she was molded to his body. Again his lips touched hers, softly at first, but this time the kiss was different and all her senses sprang to life as his mouth moved over hers. His tongue touched her lips, and she jerked.
    "Trust me," he whispered and pulled her back into his embrace.
    He touched her lips again, and she hesitantly opened her mouth to find a heaven she didn't know existed. Her arms slid up his chest and curved around his neck while she innocently pressed her breasts against his chest. Trevor's mouth was insistent, exploring, tasting, and a desire for something more burned within her.
    Kristen trembled.
    Trevor groaned.
    Trevor's desire soared to red hot. She felt so good in his arms, and he sensed a passion lay buried deep within her. He ached inside. He was glad she wasn't experienced, or they would be in his bed in two seconds. Then it dawned on him what he was doing. He'd never been a seducer in his life. His women had always been experienced and knew the rules. He took her by the arms and reluctantly moved her back.
    The sudden shock from heaven to reality stunned Kristen for a moment. He seemed to be waiting for her to say something, so she said, " 'Twas better."
    "I'm glad I could be your first teacher."
    "I sense there is still more."
    He chuckled and said. "There is, but that lesson would be better off taught at a later time. Maybe even by another man." As soon as he said it, he frowned at the picture of the girl in another man's arms.
    "Now the question is what to do with you. I could turn you over to the constable or let you go." He chuckled. "Then I suppose you would just pick someone else's pocket."
    "Ye should let me go," she answered solemnly.
    Trevor stood and went over to a drawer. He pulled out another shirt and slipped it on. "When was the last time you ate?"
    "Ye asked that before," she challenged. "Why do ye care?"
    He recognized the defiance was back in her voice. Turning, he stared at her for a moment. "I wish to God I knew."
    "I don't need yer charity. I've been doing the best I can for the last few