Enchanting Absinthe (Sex with Strings, Book Four) by Shona Husk

Author:Shona Husk [Husk, Shona]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Erotica
ISBN: 9781419940415
Publisher: Jasmine Jade
Published: 2012-07-13T04:00:00+00:00

His cock was harder than he’d ever been. She really did something to him—it was either her or he’d been reliant on quickies and stale blood for so long that the promise of a hot-blooded woman who wasn’t afraid to get bit in his bed was too much for him to handle.

William drew in a breath that seemed to be made of steam and lust. Around him he could feel the energy building, nothing he could use, but it was there. Part of him wished he could use it so he could slide the enchantment around her and keep his distance. But it was too late for that. The taste of her lips was on his tongue and his fangs were keen to cut. The scratches on his shoulder stung. If it had been a long time since he’d bitten a lover, it had been longer since one had drawn blood. He’d forgotten the sharp-edged pleasure it brought.

Claire may not be Vampire, but she wasn’t afraid to get her nails dirty. He liked that. He liked it more than he should. More than was safe. One night. He’d give himself that, give her something to remember and talk about long after the band had split up. He lathered the soap between his hands, letting the thick white foam form.

She watched. Her coppery hair was damp and clinging to her face. Her eyes were wide and dark as she waited for him to do something. Anything. Once he wouldn’t have been wondering about what to do. Now he was so unused to anything with meaning…and what would this mean?

Nothing. It would mean nothing, because if it was anything more than nothing, she’d lose that spark of life that had attracted him. He’d smother it with magic, not deliberately, but he wouldn’t be able to help it. With slow movements, he began washing her. His hands glided over her skin, paying no more attention to her breasts than her elbow. She trembled and sighed, but didn’t try to rush him. Did she know he was doing this for himself?

That he needed to remember what it was like to touch someone?

He smoothed his soapy hands over her stomach and her hips. He saw the faint silvery lines that usually marked a woman’s body after pregnancy, but said nothing. They weren’t here to trade scars and stories. They were here for sex. Sex that was becoming more personal by the moment.

When he crouched to wash her legs, her breath hitched and her heartbeat raced afresh. He knew what she was waiting for. He leaned a little closer and ran a fingertip up her inner thigh, stopping just short of her pussy. She’d trimmed the hair in to a narrow strip of dark curls, the way so many women did these days.

He lifted one of her feet so it rested on his thigh. She pressed one hand on the glass wall and one hand on his shoulder for balance. Her eyes were closed and her lip was pinched between her teeth as if she knew what he was going to do.

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