A Touch of Fae: Witches Knot, Book 2 by Lauren Dane

Author:Lauren Dane
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
Tags: Romance, Erotica, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9781419953972
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Published: 2006-05-29T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The wakeup call came much too early the next day. Em blearily grabbed the phone and then hung it up. She started to roll out of bed but an arm banded around her waist and dragged her back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Con growled sleepily.

She grinned at him even as her body began to respond to him, to his scent and to the feel of his arm against her body. “To Adelade’s. She’s expecting me—us, if you want—for lunch and letting me into her library.” She nuzzled into his body, his warmth too hard to resist.

“Do we have to go just yet?” he asked seductively.

“Oh no, we don’t have time for that,” she scrambled out of bed but he caught her, pulling her down to the mattress again. She laughed, realizing that she hadn’t been so relaxed in a very long time. Her ring winked in the morning light and she held up her hand to look at it better.

“Ah, now you act like a stereotypical engaged human female,” he said smugly.

She raised an eyebrow at him. “It is beautiful and I do love it. It’s very sweet of you to have noticed me looking at it.” That touched her deeply, knowing that he’d really thought about what she liked. What mattered to her mattered to him.

“I know a way you could show your appreciation,” he said suggestively, waggling his eyebrows.

She writhed underneath him and they both made soft moans of pleasure at the contact. “We really don’t have time. Adelade lives outside of London and we should leave in about twenty minutes to get there on time.” She said it but there wasn’t a lot of conviction in her voice.

He opened his lips and skimmed his way down her neck, feasting on her frantic pulse. “You forget that all I need to do is wish us there and we’ll be there in the blink of an eye. We have plenty of time.” His hand slid up her thigh.

“I need to take a shower. Faeries may not sweat but humans who’ve had sex all night long do.” She was slightly put out when she said it—how could a man work as hard as he had over the long, erotic hours they’d spent in bed the night before and not get sweaty?

“Okay. I’m a very versatile man and I’m aware that we haven’t had shower sex, which, I have told you, is one of my favorite things.”

“Until I met you chocolate was my favorite thing,” she said with a grin. Yeah, this trip was really, really good so far.

Chuckling, he stood up and pulled her to her feet, dragging her into the bathroom.

Once under the hot spray—and Em did have to admit that double-headed shower stalls were the coolest thing ever—he soaped her up, his hands gliding over her slick body, taking inventory of each dip, each fold, each curve and line.

“Put your hands, palm flat, against the tile and spread your legs,” he ordered in her ear.

Pulse racing, she turned to face the tiled wall and put her hands as instructed.

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