“Oh!” I couldn’t prevent the tiny sound from escaping. I’d been kissed before—of course I had—after all, I might not have had sex, but I was a viscount’s son, and I was almost twenty. The thing was, my reaction to Robert’s kisses stunned me. I whimpered and tried to burrow closer to him
I was overwhelmed by the knowledge that Robert had been wanting meall along, had been saying all those taunting words to get meto notice him, but he had not meant them; I was certain.
I felt as if I held the world in the palm of my hand. He would belong to me, I would belong to him. He would take me to his bed and gently remove my clothing, covering my body with feverish kisses, all the while vowing undying love.