The Forbidden Throb (Emma and Daniel) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Daniel lowered his head until his forehead touched mine. His breath ghosted across my lips, warm and mint-sweet.

Over 110,” he murmured. “That’s tachycardia-sinus tachycardia, to be precise. His fingers tightened on my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. Normal resting heart rate is 60 to 100. Anything over 100 is abnormal.”

His voice dropped even lower, barely above a whisper.

“And Emma… you’ve been giving me tachycardia for a very long time.

The world tilted.

My eyes stung. My throat closed. Something inside my chest cracked wide open, flooding me with warmth so intense it was almost painful.

“You…” I tried to speak, but my voice broke. “You really-*

I didn’t get to finish.

He kissed me again.

This time, there was no hesitation, no careful control. His hand slid up from my waist to tangle in my hair, tilting my head back as he deepened the kiss.

His tongue traced the seam of my lips, coaxing them apart, and when I opened for him, the sound he made-low and hungry-sent shivers

down my spine.

This was fierce. Claiming. Ten times more intense, a hundred times more real.

My knees went weak. I grabbed onto his shoulders, my fingers digging into the fabric of his suit jacket, holding on as if he were the only solu thing in a spinning world.

When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard. His thumb came up to brush away the wetness beneath my eve, his touch unbearably gentle.

“Hold on to me,’ he said, his voice rough

Before I could ask what he meant, he bent and swept me up into his arms.

I gasped, my hands flying to his neck as he lifted me effortlessly. The red velvet of my skirt slid up, exposing more leg that id intended and my face burned.

But Daniel’s eyes never left mine.

He carried me through the darkened living room, using his elbow to flick off the remaining lights as we passed. The suite fell into shados. fif only by the glow of Paris beyond the windows and the soft amber of the bedroom sconces

I buried my face against his shoulder, breathing in the scent that had become achingly familiar His hand was warm against the bare skin of sty

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calf, steadying me, holding me close.

When we reached the bed, he lowered me carefully onto the edge. The mattress dipped beneath my weight, soft and inviting.

Daniel leaned over me, one hand braced on either side of my hips, caging me in. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide, and for a moment we

just looked at each other.

Then he kissed me again-slower this time, deeper, more deliberate. My hands found the knot of his tie, fumbling with shaking fingers until it loosened. The silk slid free, and Daniel made a sound low in his throat that sent heat pooling in my belly.

He pulled back just enough to reach behind me, tugging the duvet free and draping it across my shoulders.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice was hoarse, strained. “Emma?”

I looked up at him-at this untouchable man who somehow, impossibly, wanted me too.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

Outside, snow continued to fall over Paris. The city lights sparkled like diamonds scattered across velvet.

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