Indiscreet by Carolyn Faulkner

Author:Carolyn Faulkner [Faulkner, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Once he'd done that, knowing it would give her some relief from the pain he'd caused her, Doyle busied himself removing her bloomers from where they were hanging off her ankles, then her shoes and stockings, finally unhooking her dress and reaching in to loosen the stays of her corset so that she could breathe more easily and be more comfortable.

Rissa knew she should have been protesting the liberties he was taking, but then he'd taken so many of them with her by now that she knew it was a losing battle. And she was rapidly reaching the point that she no longer cared. Especially since she had already agreed to marry him, and she knew that he planned for them to be married in a few days—married, she thought to herself in shock—and she was now, technically, she supposed, his fiancée, and the social conventions for committed couples were a bit more relaxed.

Granted, not this relaxed. She knew that a real lady wouldn't be making excuses for why she was doing something like this—although, really, when it came down to it, who besides the two of them was going to know?

She had to admit that the towels were a nice touch—if highly unexpected. He removed them after a while, and the coolness of the air as the lingering dampness evaporated raised goose bumps all over her body, tightening her nipples painfully.

She hadn't seen him return and started when she felt his hands on the flesh of her now hyper sensitized thighs. "Easy, now," Doyle soothed, and she felt as if he could just as easily have been speaking to Sheba but then he managed to redeem himself a bit. "It's not the most feminine of scents," he apologized as he began to rub lotion over her skin with the gentlest of touches. "It's mostly sandalwood, I think, but anything would smell good on you. I know from previous experience that even wearing a man's blue jeans doesn't dampen your femininity in the least."

If she felt better, she would be blushing, but she couldn't even manage to summon her usually ever present feelings of embarrassment at the moment. In fact, she felt herself relax completely and was able to just enjoy the relief he was bringing her—and even the feel of those big strong hands on that very intimate part of her body.

She was very nearly asleep when he rubbed his hands together to wipe them off, asking, "Do you think you could stand, my lady?" as he did so himself.

"Do I have to?" Rissa asked, her tone betraying her reluctance.

Doyle chuckled. "Well, I just want you to get more comfortable, and I can't think that heavy dress and the corset are conducive to that, so I want to get you out of them."

Rissa opened one eye and looked at him. Somewhere along the line, he'd relieved himself of everything but his shirt and pants—minus the belt, she noticed, which reminded her how much her butt still hurt, despite

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