Her Mistletoe Bachelor by Carolyn Hector

Author:Carolyn Hector
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-09-12T13:20:29+00:00

Chapter 7

A harsh, old-fashioned-sounding bell went off next to British’s ear. She stirred in her bed and reached aimlessly to stop the sound. Blindly she found the alarm clock and hit a button to get the noise to stop. British shuddered. Her body naturally sought the heat source in her bed and found it in an oversize man. Not just any man. Donovan Ravens. She smiled as she blinked her gaze into focus. His broad back faced her. The tips of her fingers itched to trace the tattoo on his body, but she decided to wait. There was something else she needed to do but, as she lifted the covers for a peek at his bare butt, she forgot what it was.

“Dear God, woman,” Donovan croaked, “are you ready to go again?”

Giggling, British lifted herself up on her right elbow. What she’d thought was her room was actually his. That’s right. She’d followed him in here through the balcony when he’d left to get more condoms for the two of them and they’d ended up christening the room in here. “I forgot, you’re an old man.”

The little bit of covers she still wore left her body. Donovan rolled toward her, taking the blanket but replacing it with his strong arms. She’d take those any day. Last night with Donovan...this morning with Donovan, had been incredible. All she needed to do was to think about the things he did to her and she was ready to go.

“I’m old, huh?” Donovan flicked both nipples with his tongue.

A spark of desire pumped through her. “I don’t recall those exact words.”

Donovan ducked his head under the sheets. His full lips started a trail of kisses down her diaphragm across her belly. She was suddenly self-conscious of how desperately she needed to clean up. British pulled him back by his massive shoulders. “I need to shower, I must smell horrific.”

“Let’s shower after we lie here for a while,” said Donovan and closed his eyes. He pulled himself back up to the pillow by hers and, without thinking, British cocked her leg over his. They just fit together.

The realization came that she’d just been intimate with another man after a long...long time. British didn’t want to compare the two men but it was inevitable. She and Christian learned to make love together. The men were different. Christian, because of his heart, had to limit his overexcitement. British felt a mix of exhilaration and fright at Donovan’s uninhibited passion. She’d assumed Donovan would be a great lover physically, but mentally he went beyond her expectations. He anticipated needs she didn’t know she had. Donovan paid attention to every inch of her body, from her toes to the top of her head. Euphoria settled into her veins. Not wanting to forget this feeling, British rested her head but didn’t close her eyes. At least, she didn’t think she had shut them until a loud shrill woke her. This time it wasn’t the alarm clock. It sounded like a doorbell.

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