Catherine Coulter - Magic Trilogy - 2 by Calypso Magic

Author:Calypso Magic [Magic, Calypso]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:43:45.507000+00:00

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"Lyon, get out!"

"You are growing repetitive,Diana . Should you like me to join you? I could manage it, I think. Picture yourself wrapped around me."

She could picture it, and that made her furious with him and with herself. "Lyon, I will surely do something awful to you if you do not leave, now."

"Visions of goatweed?"

"You've been waiting for this, haven't you?"

"Well, I do prefer to make love when my partner is clean and sweet as fresh summer grass. Is that lavender? Very nice." Her eyebrows were lowered, but he merely looked amused. "You see, I fully intend to kiss every inch of you. I should prefer it, of course, if your hair were dry, but I shall make do.

Now, isn't the water growing a bit chilly? Aren't you becoming a bit wrinkled from your overlong stay?"

She was becoming shriveled --- hang the temperature of the water. She had to get control of this ridiculous situation. She calmly began cupping water in her hands and pour it on her hair. Then she gathered up her hair and began wringing it out. From where he was sitting, she didn't think he could see her, at least not clearly. She wound her hair about her head, twisted it so it would stay in place for a little while, then with no warning, she hurled the sponge and the bar of lavender soap at him.

She didn't look to see how true her aim was, just leapt out of the tub and grabbed for the towel. She didn't turn to face him until she was well and thoroughly covered.

He was wiping his face, and he was frowning.

She laughed.

"No," he said quietly to her, "you won't ever bore me,Diana ."

"Well, you bore me! Now will you leave, Lyon? Your sport is well over."

"I did see a flash of beautiful white," he said, and sighed dramatically. He picked up the sponge and wiped the soap from his face. "You are either an excellent shot or very lucky. Which is it?"

Luck, she thought, but said, "I am good at many things."

"Tonight, I will test your claim."

She stood in the middle of the cabin, a thick towel wrapped securely about her, regarding him in stony silence. What to do? He looked in complete control. Worse, he looked determined.

Suddenly, her eyes glittered as she recalled his mocking conversation of the afternoon. Why not use it against him? She assumed what she thought to be a seductive pose. "You know, Lyon, I have always found you a lovely specimen of manhood." She slowly licked her tongue over her lower lip. Did he stiffen? "Perhaps I should let you give me lessons. You did offer, did you not? There are many men, you know, in the West Indies, lonely men who find me beautiful, who want me, who would give me great pleasure once I knew what it was all about. I think perhaps I should like to sample what they have to offer. What matter if you are the first? You certainly will not be the last.

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