A Family For Nicholas releases tomorrow on kindle!
This contemporary romance is the story of a brother forced to marry the woman his identical twin brother impregnated in order to avoid a scandal. At first, Nicholas thinks there is no hope of he and Moira ever making a happy home together, but Moira is determined to make the best of their situation and she isn’t an easy woman to resist.
He held her arm as he guided her up the stairs, probably because he feared she would trip in her heels, though he hadn’t seemed concerned about it as she had descended earlier.
When they reached the top of the stairs he released her and she turned to face him. He looked tired but he gave her a gentle smile all the same. He must have known what the night had taken for her.
The most ridiculous impulse flooded her and before she knew she was going to do it she had reached up and pressed her lips to his.
She felt his hands wrap around her waist as heat surged through her. He was warm and masculine and everything feminine about her wanted him.
He felt his blood rush downward as her softness made him painfully hard. She smelled like strawberries and she tasted like vanilla. He let out a groan as she pushed her tongue between his lips and began to explore his mouth hungrily.
He brought one hand up her waist to feel the softness of her breast as he felt her heart race against his chest. He could feel a hard nipple straining against the fabric and he desperately wanted to put his lips on it and hear her little screams of delight.
He felt a sudden wetness against his finger just as she reached her hand down to cup his hardness and reality came crashing down on him. He pushed her roughly away from him as he fought to catch his thoughts.
She was standing before him panting with flushed cheeks and swollen lips. A small circle of wetness surrounded her nipple and he wondered if she even noticed that her breasts were leaking.
They were leaking because she was pregnant and the child she carried had been created by Alex. He grabbed that thought and squeezed it as his body slowly softened.
“I can’t,” he whispered.
“I’m your wife,” Moira said. Her voice was husky and she was visibly panting. She wanted him, and if he was honest, he wanted her too. She was beautiful and he fully understood why Alex had chosen her to take to his bed and that was exactly why he couldn’t bed her. She wasn’t his. She was a woman he had been forced to marry in Alex’s stead. The baby inside her would be his in name but it was a child Alex should be raising.
“Please,” she pleaded and he could see the desperation in her eyes.
“I can’t,” he said turning his face from her. It was all more than he could bear and without meaning to he found himself making a mad dash towards his room. He closed the door tightly behind him and fell down onto his bed.
He closed his eyes and wished that everything could be different but he knew when he opened them nothing would have changed.