Damn, this was awkward. Perhaps drawing Holbrook’s cork would be the appropriate response, after all.

“ Do you wish for me to be more adventurous?” she whispered after long moments of crackling silence between them.

God, did he ever. His chest filled to the brim with air, which he let out slowly through his nostrils. He couldn’t botch this. Not again. “Yes.” Lodge stared into her eyes, watching the turmoil of warring emotions filter through them. He wasn’t certain she’d ever respond.

Finally, after the most torturously long period of his wife’s uncommunicativeness he could ever remember experiencing, Audrey nodded. Christ what did that mean? He was hesitant to attempt to interpret it on his own. He knew what he wanted it to mean, but whether it actually meant that or not was another story entirely.

Then her tongue darted out and licked her lips and Lodge had to stifle a groan. His lovely, little wife had no idea how she drove him mad with need.

Audrey locked her gaze on him and moved forward, until she was almost close enough for him to touch. “Teach me.”

THREE

Good gracious, what had come over her? Lord Holbrook acting a cad was nothing new, so why was she suddenly taking everything he had said and turning it into something more than what it was?

And yet, Lodge had said she wasn’t daring in their lovemaking-something that he wanted her to be-so this was all to make him happy, wasn’t it?

Drat, she wished she knew what she was getting herself into. The look in her husband’s eyes right now was one she’d never seen on him before. Indeed, it was an expression more akin to what she’d expect from the overtly licentious Lord Holbrook than from Lodge.

He closed the distance between them in a flash and wrapped his arms around her back, drawing her closer to his heat-and to his need. His fiery length pressed against her belly, searing her even through the constraints of their clothing. “You’re sure?” he breathed just before he took her mouth in a kiss.