A Leap of Faith (A Coin in the Fountain Love Story) by Linda Boulanger

Author:Linda Boulanger [Boulanger, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TreasureLine Publishing
Published: 2018-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Rynne fought through the dream that someone was beating down the gates with a battering ram. She woke to realize it was someone at the chamber door. Sitting too quickly, she winced at how sore she was and in places she wasn’t used to being sore.

Squinting, she looked up, her mouth gaping at the sight of Lord MacCailín’s bare backside as he jumped and shoved his legs into his britches. The memory of the night before flooded her mind, her body reacting at the thoughts of his hands, his mouth on her, their bodies entwined, uniting… She turned her head to the side, the red streak on the bedsheets rising up as a blatant indictment.

Dear Lord, what had she done? Her trip through time must have muddled her senses more than she’d thought. She looked up as he went toward the door, her eyes going wide. She wasn’t addled enough to let someone see her so brazenly in his bed no matter what he had promised her. She also wasn't so naive to not know men promised ladies many things that evaporated with the darkness.

Rolling, Rynne slid to her feet with the bed sheet tangled around her and scurried across the floor, skirting through the connecting door and closing it just as she heard the plank scraping open in the Master’s chamber. Her ear to the wood, she could hear the anxious rise of Hilde’s voice. Though she couldn’t catch every word, she heard enough to know the maid had stopped by her room first and was concerned that she hadn’t answered her knocking.

Rynne looked around. She could feign that she’d been in a heavy sleep, but her nightdress was nowhere to be found. She scrambled to remember at what point it had been discarded, feeling quite wicked at the tingling between her legs that the memory produced. Never in a million years would she ever have imagined that the happenings between a man and woman could feel the way the Lord of Locktonhurst had made her feel.

She ran a hand across her breast, naked beneath the sheet. His mouth upon her there had been a slice of heaven and hell rolled into one with the way he’d made her ache, begging for release with little more than his tongue and teeth. And when he’d rained kisses down her belly… even now, the thought made her breath come more quickly.

Rynne closed her eyes, the vision of him smiling up at her just before he touched his tongue to her sex would forever be imprinted in her mind, as would that moment when he’d pressed himself into her, joining them together as one for the first time. They’d repeated the act twice before sleep pulled her into its depths… until the knocking on the door had wakened them.

She shook her head, realizing the knocking was no longer in her memory. She could hear Hilde telling Brendan to try again, which he did, calling her name this time.

She started for the door then remembered her nightdress and changed directions.

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