Behind her, Madison heard rustling as Rupert removed his jacket and his waistcoat. A warm glow expanded throughout her body. His fingers brushed her shoulders, which the strapless dress had left uncovered. Never before had she wanted to be touched and held with this intensity. She wanted to be his. This was why she had waited so long for the right moment. For him. For tonight. When she faced him, his mouth pulled in a sharp breath. Then she reached out, unbuttoned his crisp shirt, and spread her palms across the taut skin of his chest. His heart beat like a drum. She bent and let her lips moisten the pulsating spot. Rupert shivered. Her teeth gave a light bite on his nipple and he let out a faint moan. “It was meant to be,” she reassured him. He gave her a short nod. “Funny, how the roles are reversed. The virgin reassuring the rake.” But his hands were steady and strong when they wrapped around her waist, then caressed their way up to the zipper pull between her shoulder blades.
