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REVIEWS for A Most Scandalous Position [Brothers of the Absinthe Club 4]

5 Stars: "The members of the Absinthe club get together regularly to tell the story of each man's sexiest encounter. This time it is Colin’s turn. He is a caring young man who offered Catherine anything that she needed except his name, because he had been hurt by a woman before. Even though Catherine was a Regency England virgin, she was hardly typical. Colin and Catherine are very well described, I felt closely attached to them. As a couple they were wonderful as well, they worked well together and their sexual encounters were fantastically HOT! I have enjoyed all of the books in this series. Catherine and Colin were another set of interesting and happy main characters. There are a number of interesting secondary characters who are part of this perfect plot. Ms. Wildes did not miss a beat; she has an amazing ability and uses it well. I am very eager to read the next Brothers of the Absinthe Club tale." —Marcy, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

5 Kisses: "Emma Wildes' writing style is beautiful and her characters always have just enough sass to challenge the decorum of the Regency era. In addition, even while there is pretence for the sake of an exciting read, the characters are always delightful even though it's against their nature. Catherine is strong yet elegant and ladylike. Colin is gentle while trying to be reserved. Their passion is undeniable and the love scenes are sexy while at the same time sweet. A Most Scandalous Position is Book 4 in the Brothers of the Absinthe series. With only one book left, I'm sad to see this series end but elated at having read it." —Kerin, Two Lips Reviews

5 Blue Ribbons: "Chock full of mysteries, torrid romances, unforgettable characters, this is a series you’ll fall in love with and eagerly devour each new addition. In A Most Scandalous Position, readers are presented with Colin’s tale of how he rescued a lovely young woman from a raging river and she in turn seduces him and gives him a reason to give love another chance. They’re a delightfully fun and wicked couple that you just can’t help but adore." —Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies

EXCERPT

Colin stifled a groan as the woman who rested against him shifted a little. His testicles ached like hell, and his cock was so stiff he felt as if all the blood in his veins had rushed to that engorged portion of his body.

Mrs. Howard was perfectly right, he was a marauding male.

After all his inner chastening, the bitter experience of his ill-fated marriage, and the fact he suspected the woman pressed so enticingly against him was a consummate little liar, he was still completely and fully aroused.

Well, why was he surprised? He wanted her. Fine, that wasn’t a crime. She was gorgeous and there had been a spark between them from the very first time he had gazed into her topaz eyes. Yes, it was a personal dilemma, but he’d done the honorable thing once before and it had gotten him absolutely nothing but scandal and disillusionment.

If he took her, who could blame him? The soft, perfect weight of Kate’s glorious breasts were against his chest, even the hardened tips of her nipples, which signaled she wasn’t entirely indifferent to his proximity either. Her quickened breathing was warm against his bare shoulder and one slim hand rested on his waist. The perfect oval of her face looked pale in the thin illumination and her eyes were huge and shadowed by her long lush lashes. “Is it wrong I am pleased you desire me?”

Bloody hell, he was in real trouble now.

He laughed, but there was no mirth in the sound. “That is absolutely what not to say, my dear. Do not encourage me. Perhaps I had better go now.”

“I don’t want you to go.” Incredibly she let her hand drift up his bare chest, very slowly, as if testing the tensile strength of every tendon, each single ridge of muscle. Her fingers trailed across his throat until she lightly touched his jaw. It was a journey of exploration and curiosity, and he’d never felt anything so intensely provocative in his life. “I feel as if I want something also.”

Another small twinge of warning went through his brain. Beware…

His cock throbbed at the very delicate caress. “No, you don’t,” he muttered in protest, but he made no move to leave. Every muscle in his body suddenly locked up at her ingenuous statement. Hoarsely, he tried to argue, “You do not know what you’re saying. You’re grateful to me, I suppose, but you owe me nothing. No woman owes a man sexual favors. Ever.”

The young woman in his arms shook back her long curls, the gleaming strands catching the streaming moonlight with hints of chestnut and gold. Whether she intended it or not, her smile was both shy and infinitely sensual. In a low cut nightgown—his former wife tended to think modesty overrated—that showed every curve of her slender form, she was a mixture of seductive beauty and the promise of carnal heaven. “I never said I thought I owed you. I said I wanted you.”

“Jesus, Kate, don’t do this.”

“What am I doing?”

“Deliberately tempting me.”

“I suppose I am.”

Silence filled the bedchamber. Outside, he could hear the sounds of the insects in the trees, and the rustle of the leaves in a low, sighing night wind. Oh yes, there was no question he wanted her.

No question.

She could be anyone, he sharply reminded himself.

On the other hand, she could be his, at least for now.

Get out of the bed right this moment. His conscience pleaded sanity.

Stay and make love to her. She wants it. You want it. His body gave a solid argument.

As if independent from his will, his hand lifted and pulled free the ribbon at the neckline of the seductive nightdress Rachel had left behind. It gaped open, and he abruptly lost his inner argument. Colin felt a wash of heat surge through his entire body as he tugged the cloth farther apart and partially down Kate’s shoulders, baring her ivory breasts. She offered no protest, but her cheeks looked suspiciously flushed.

He studied her lush form in the moonlight. All that flawless pale skin, supple limbs, and those voluptuous breasts beckoned for his touch, his kiss. He took in a shuddering breath and felt the pulse of his heart in the tip of his swollen cock.

“Colin?” Kate looked a little uncertain, her lustrous hair a shining tumble down her back.

“If you mean this, lie down and take your gown off entirely.” The order was given in a low growl that was partly desire, partly frustration with his inability to turn down what she offered. He slipped from the bed. As quickly as possible, he unfastened his breeches, eased them over his straining erection, and stepped free. “I don’t know if I should hope you are a virgin, or aren’t.”

Kate complied, shimmying the gown down her hips and those long, slim legs. She lay there watching him amidst the tumbled bed sheets. Her beautiful eyes were shadowed by the veil of her long lashes as she openly stared at his erect cock. “I cannot see that it matters, for it’s my body and my choice to give it to you.”

There was certainly an argument to that illogic, but he didn’t care to make it at this moment. Colin slid on top of her gleaming, naked body and kissed her.

Definitely a virgin, he realized with an inner curse almost immediately. She had no idea he wanted her to open her mouth, and when his tongue gently forced her lips apart, the woman in his arms was momentarily surprised.

Shit!

Good God, what was he doing? She’d obviously never even been kissed, and how someone so entrancingly beautiful could be untouched was no mystery. She’d been sheltered and chaperoned.

At least she wasn’t someone else’s wife.