Everybody Loves Evie by Beth Ciotta

Author:Beth Ciotta
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2008-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

MY WILL DISINTEGRATED around 1:55 a.m. It wasn’t sex I wanted as much as Arch. In our short time together he’d become a dangerous and delicious habit. Sleeping in his arms felt as natural as breathing. Just now my lungs burned for air.

I could list a dozen reasons explaining the wisdom in riding out this vexing need as opposed to crawling into bed with the man next door. But—darn it all—the man next door struck me stupid.

Fog-brained, I pushed out of bed and tiptoed across the room, praying the floorboards didn’t creak. Praying Beckett had conked out. Praying I’d have the nerve to act on my epiphany. If you feel it, say it. Response—or lack thereof—be damned.

Dance, woman, dance.

I boogied into the adjoining bedroom, grateful for a pale wash of moonlight. Goody Two-shoes like me usually trip or knock stuff over when trying to sneak about. I made it to his bedside without incident. Now, if I could just find my voice. “Are you asleep?” I finally whispered.

“Not anymore.”

“I’m sorry, I…”

He threw back the quilt and tugged me into bed.

Sighing, I snuggled against six feet of warm sinew. “You’re naked.”

“You’re not.”

Between the two of us we had my clothes off in three seconds flat.

Arch smoothed his hands over my bare flesh. My lungs blossomed in my chest. Every nerve ending sparked to life. Every brain cell glitched. The kiss, hungry and hot, promised a deep, hard shag. Bending me over the dresser or taking me on the floor wouldn’t do—too noisy. By doing it at all we were both breaking our word to Beckett, only I hadn’t actually promised anything, had I? Hard to think straight with Arch’s skilled fingers stroking me to a breathless orgasm.

My taut muscles quivered, the pleasure intense and overwhelming. I struggled to endure rapture in silence. Sensitive to my dilemma, he smothered my throaty release with a lusty kiss.

Slick with want, I trembled as he maneuvered my body, preparing to take me from behind. An exciting position that we’d enjoyed before, an enviable position, as it allowed me to avoid eye contact. Only I no longer wanted that disconnection.

“I don’t want sex,” I whispered over my shoulder.

His body tensed, but his tone was unperturbed. “Okay.” He fell back against his pillow, his hand on my hip. “We’ll just spoon, yeah?”

I reached over and flicked on a reading lamp.

No more hiding.

I rolled over and squirmed beneath him, finessing our bodies into the missionary position, a banned position, a position I’d formerly declared too intimate.

“Mixed signals, lass.”

I met his gaze and held it. “I don’t want to boink.”

After an intense heartbeat, he said, “Ah.” His gaze was unreadable, but then he reached for a condom and kissed me dizzy. Safe to assume I hadn’t scared him off, even if I couldn’t presume to know his heart.

I locked my arms around his neck, pulling him into a deeper kiss, locked my ankles about his thighs. I silently urged him to take me, take me now. Only he took his time, treating me to the longest, sweetest, hottest kiss of my life.

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