Jo Goodman by My Steadfast Heart

Author:My Steadfast Heart
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-10-26T21:06:15+00:00

Chapter 10

Sleep eluded Mercedes. Her limbs felt languid, her lashes heavy, in the aftermath of Colin's loving. She was deliciously sated, warm and comfortable in the large bed. Colin slept beside her, one arm thrown over her waist and his leg flush to hers. His breathing was even, the regularity soothing as the ticking of a clock. Mercedes thought it was impossible to be more replete.

Her mind was the thing on edge, a tangle of thoughts so twisted she envisioned a skein of yarn she could never unravel.

Colin's voice came to her again, soft and faintly challenging, "It's not being done to you, Mercedes, but for you." She had stiffened then, struck by the realization that an act she had vaguely considered selfish, could be done in the spirit of giving. He hadn't given her time to think more than that. His mouth took hers again and the thrust of his body filled her deeply. She held him close, not wanting to have him apart from her for even a moment. Her breasts were achingly sensitive to his touch and she arched to prolong the contact and friction of their flesh.

Heat that had blossomed between them danced along the length of her limbs and she took short breaths, sipping the air, as Colin surrounded, held, and joined her. Tension kept her body taut and at the moment of coming she tried to hold back her inarticulate cry of pleasure. Colin did not let her keep it to herself and laid his mouth on her breast, tugging gently so that the cry spilled from her.

There was satisfaction for him in her surrender. His movements quickened and the contractions of her body pulled him over excitement's edge. He buried his face in the curve of her neck and filled his lungs with the fragrance of her hair and skin. When he began to shift his weight off her, she stopped him and kept him close to her awhile longer.

They said nothing. They felt the quieting of their hearts and the ease of each breath. The sheets rustled as Mercedes adjusted their cocoon. There was no other sound in the room and the silence took on a certain weight and comfort, like another blanket to cover them.

Colin had fallen asleep then. Mercedes had not.

She turned on her side toward him and nudged Colin's leg aside. Moving his hand from her waist, Mercedes sat up. She leaned against the headboard with her shoulder, her legs curled to one side. Colin didn't stir.

Mercedes studied the shadowed profile of his face, the strong lines that were softened slightly by sleep. Reaching out, she let her fingertips trace his hairline from temple to temple, sweeping lightly across his forehead and pushing back a heavy lock of sunshine-bright hair.

He was an astonishingly handsome man. His features weren't refined or classically molded in the way Severn's were, but there were firm, patrician lines that lent him a certain authority even in sleep.

The backs of Mercedes's fingers brushed his cheek then lay without pressure against his neck.

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