First Kiss Friday

This week’s first kiss comes from Lord Lucifer’s Disciple by Sue London

An heiress turns away every suitor
until she meets a mysterious
foreigner at a masque ball.

He stepped closer. “And what are you doing out here in the garden during the party, Elisa?”

She considered a convenient lie. Something that made her sound worldly and sophisticated. But he touched her cheek and she heard the truth come tumbling out in a soft whisper. “I was looking for you.”

“And you found me,” he murmured back. “Certainly that deserves some reward?”

He traced her lower lip and her thoughts became muddled. “Reward?” Her lips tingled under his touch, her limbs dragged down with a sweet, languid weight. She could suddenly, from a distance, hear every warning she had ever been told about being alone with a gentleman. Her heart sped up in her chest as it all combined to terrify and enthrall her.

Then he leaned closer and pressed his lips to hers and she wasn’t thinking anything at all.