Then, as she tried to ask him what he was saying, thinking it could not possibly be true, his arms went round her.
He pulled her against him, then even before her lips parted to speak, his mouth held her captive.
He kissed her gently, yet at the same time possessively.
Carola felt that she must be dreaming.
It was what she had longed for ever since the first time he had kissed her.
Now his kiss was very different and she knew that he had taken her heart from her body and made it his.
Now her love welled up within her, seeping through her body with an inexpressible ecstasy into her breasts and then to her lips.
It was a wonder beyond any wonder she could ever imagine.
As the Marquis drew her closer and still closer, she thought that if she died now she would have known the glory and
