She would feel his lips become more demanding, more possessive, and she had the strange idea, although it seemed impossible, that he was excited by her.
And yet she could still not really appreciate that she was being kissed by a man whom she had never seen before although inevitably she had thought of him every day for months.
Then, as the Marquis twisted her lips a little, she felt a very strange and frightening sensation almost like a flash of lightning seep through her.
But she managed to free one of her hands and attempt to push him away from her.
As she did so, she felt his hand cover her breast and with a streak of fear that overcame everything she fought to free her lips from his.
“No – no!” she managed to gasp and her voice sounded very unlike her own and almost inarticulate.
