2. Cherishing the Captain by Elise Marion

Author:Elise Marion [Marion, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-17T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Gideon fought to regain control of his hands as he tied the belt of Sylvia’s robe into an efficient knot. Tremors wracked him from head to toe, making it difficult to accomplish the task with the swiftness his desire demanded. His trousers had become painfully tight, and the erection he’d been fighting since their kiss that morning surged fully to life. His head spun from the shock of his need, which overwhelmed him with its stunning urgency. Gideon had thought that part of him dead—the part that hungered for connection and human touch, lust and a joining of the flesh. However, as Sylvia lay docile beneath him, breasts thrust upward by the stretch of her arms over her head, he realized how wrong he had been.

His desires hadn’t died; they had simply lain dormant all this time, waiting for this moment, this reunion, this woman. Slipping a finger under his improvised tether to ensure it wasn’t too tight, he nodded his satisfaction and then sat back on his haunches. His legs were spread, braced on either side of Sylvia’s waist. She made an alluring sight from this angle, splayed beneath him, arms trapped overhead and loose tendrils of sable hair framing her face. Her lips were parted and soft pink in the firelight, her eyes the color of dark pewter, her skin taking on a luminous peaches-and-cream glow.

She was just as he remembered her, all soft and supple curves—breasts that would overflow in his hands, wide hips that would cradle him perfectly when he was inside her. Shifting backward, he drank her in with his gaze, lingering on the soft stretch of her belly and the dip of her navel, the plump flare of her thighs, the soft thatch of dark brown shielding her femininity.

There was no time to think or wrestle with his conscience. In the far reaches of his mind, logic did its best to encroach upon his thoughts, but primal instinct had taken over. Here he was with a nude woman in his bed, her body soft and pliant and offered up to his delight.

No, not just any woman. His woman. His Sylvia.

There was nothing else to think about. He’d lost the last shred of his control, and now that he knew her hands couldn’t reach him, he was free to take what she offered.

“Gideon,” she panted, when he merely sat there staring at her.

Her back arched, and she squirmed, biting her lip and staring at him with wide, pleading eyes.

Gideon wasted no time stripping off his shirt and tossing it aside. Then, he was reaching for her, filling his hands with her naked flesh. She released a shocked breath when he gripped her waist, running his hands upward until he cupped her breasts. Something unmistakably electric flared between them, as if he were touching her for the first time—and in a way, he was. The part of him that recalled the feel of her collided with the part that had forgotten what this was like, and he was like a man starved of all sensation, experiencing everything as if it were new.

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