Hello everyone! Hope you're all well :) Here is the continuation of the kiss! Please let me know if you enjoy it. I have the next installment for Closer to Heaven, the M rated series, ready to post, so let me know if you'd still like to see that!

The treat seemed to melt on her tongue the moment she put it in her mouth. The taste was a little sweet, but not overwhelming. It was dark and smooth. Creamy. It was divine and Elleree was humming her pleasure at the experience before she realized it.

Elmont turned to her, his eyes crinkling again in amusement. When he finished with his small piece he smiled. "It is quite good, isn't it."

"It's amazing." The tip of her tongue flicked out to lick her lower lip, savoring the flavor that lingered on her tongue.

"Would you like another?" He grinned.

Elleree felt her cheeks heat at her indulgence. "No that's alright," she answered, hesitance obvious in every syllable.

Elmont chuckled, and her blush deepened. "I insist." He broke off another small piece and tucked the rest away. She took the piece of chocolate and popped it in her mouth, soft from having sat in the sun for a moment, but not having lost any of it's texture or flavor.

Elleree savored it on her tongue, letting it melt slowly. She closed her eyes, working it slowly in her mouth until it was gone. When she opened them again, she found Elmont watching her with a look she could not define.

"Here -" He lifted his hand touching his fingertip to the corner of her mouth, his gaze intense, and Elleree froze, her breath hitching. "You have a bit - " he trailed off, his voice rough.

Elleree felt as if she was in a haze, she had no idea what he was fussing over or what he meant. She was entranced by the heat in his eyes.

Without breaking her gaze he licked his thumb and then touched her lip again, rubbing gently. "Chocolate," he murmured, his gaze shifting to focus on her mouth.

Her lips parted, she was breathless. He leaned toward her.

Then he brought his thumb to his own mouth, sucking on the spot of chocolate he had swept from the corner of her lips. Elleree watched, rapt, as he tasted it. "Very good," he said, his smile growing until he couldn't seem to help but chuckle. His eyes focused on her mouth again, desire flaring in the depth of his blue, blue eyes and Elleree knew then he wanted to kiss her.

Heart racing, breath shallow, she'd never wanted anything else as badly as she wanted that very kiss right now.

Elmont must've sensed her echoing desire or simply wanted it that badly himself for he was spurred into action quicker than she could follow and he pulled her confidently toward him, his hand shifting to grasp her waist. His gaze froze on her lips and he leaned closer. Before she could take a breath he was kissing her. And it was good. Warm and steady, his lips clung to hers, his mustache tickled under her nose. Then he tugged more determinedly at her, his hand on her body gently urging her even closer to press against his firm chest.

In a sweet rush of excitement and desire her imagination took off as he tasted her mouth, his tongue flickering at her lips and then stroking in her mouth, picturing them together - she could almost feel his skin, all of it bared, smooth and hot, his hands and fingertips, coaxing and teasing.

She would cry for him, arch and shudder. He would kiss her throat and her breasts and her belly, he would hold her in his strong arms, tight and sure, and he would take her. Spread out helplessly beneath his powerful body, he would -

Elleree gasped, starved for oxygen, and the spell was broken. The kiss softened, as he let her breathe, and then ended - his mouth softly brushing against hers one last time.

When he pulled away, Elleree could hardly catch her breath, she knew her eyes must be wide as saucers, her lips still parted a little in shock and delight.

To her surprise, Elmont looked much the same. She thought she could even see a touch of pink heating the tips of his ears as he stared at her. The smile he'd been wearing only a minute ago had faded, his eyes going dark. His lips pressed together into a tight, grim line.

"I'm not sure we should've done that."

For a half moment, there was a dreadful silence between them...then Elleree laughed out loud. She couldn't help herself.

"I know we shouldn't have done that." She laughed again.

Surprise colored his features, then his face broke into a grin as he chuckled as well. Her hand slipped through his arm, and she leaned against his side, tipping her head to look up at him. He seemed to welcome her closeness.

"That's what makes it fun," she teased. "Have you never done anything...naughty?"

He laughed again, looking away. "Perhaps once or twice."

Elleree smiled, catching her lower lip between her teeth and shaking her head. "My good captain," she murmured. "I fear I must challenge myself to change that."

He shook his head, but his eyes went a sharp blue even as his gaze dropped to her lips once more and he stared at her.

After a moment he dipped his head and kissed her, nipping her lip wickedly as he did. "Three times," he counted. He kissed her again. "Four."

As he pulled away, Elleree let her tongue sweep out tasting the sweetness of the lingering chocolate and something that was simply him. "You taste delicious, Captain."

"John."

A slow smile curved her mouth. "You taste delicious...John." His name was whispered, so soft she could hardly hear it herself.

He chuckled, a low sweet sound that made her belly flip. She imagined hearing that sound every day, every night and each morning. At the table, in his arms, in his bed. She could fall for this man, give him everything, deny him nothing...

The thought was startling. And it was like a bucket of cold water dumped over her head.

And then what? She asked herself, giving herself a good hard mental shake. Would they marry, and wile life away in their country house? Elleree mentally rolled her eyes and carefully disentangled herself from his side. That was a fantasy unlikely to come to fruition. No self-respecting nobleman would ever take her as his lady. She wasn't good enough for him, not by a half, and she knew it. He deserved someone perfect, beautiful and refined, courtly and confident; he deserved a princess.

Still...Elleree gave a sidelong glance to the good Captain - his blue eyes were glinting in the bright sunlight and he winked at her. She smiled back, happy despite her thoughts.

Yes. Unlikely and ridiculous, indeed, but perhaps there was no reason she couldn't enjoy his attentions while she had them.

She'd only have to be careful not to get her heart trampled by his heavy, perfectly polished boots in the meantime.

That was something she thought she could do.

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