Love Burns by Georgette St. Clair

Author:Georgette St. Clair [St. Clair, Georgette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The mattress was deliciously comfortable and the down cover felt velvety soft, but Olivia tossed and turned. Finally, at midnight, she sat up and looked at Calder. “I couldn’t sleep,” she said.

“I noticed.” He’d been lying on his side with his back to her, reading a book. He tossed it onto his nightstand and sat up.

She folded her arms across her chest. “So, just out of idle curiosity, why wouldn’t you lay a finger on me?”

“The obvious reason.”

She scowled at him. Why didn’t he just come out and say it, then? “Because I’m too fat for you.”

He let out an exasperated breath.

“No, because you said you weren’t interested. You are not too fat for me. I already told you, I find you very attractive.”

“Oh,” she said in a small voice. Then, after a pause, “What, specifically, do you find attractive about me?”

He reached out and smudged her cheekbone with the ball of his thumb. “Your eyes,” he said. His gaze dropped to her mouth and he murmured, “Your lips.”

She realized her breathing had become shallow and rapid, and her heart was thudding in her chest so hard she felt sure he must be able to hear it.

“Your spirit,” he continued. “You don’t take any crap from anyone. Not me, not your father, not anyone. And…” He reached out and hooked a finger into the neckline of the oversized T-shirt she was wearing as a nightshirt. “You look much better in this than I do.”

She doubted that. Calder made even a plain cotton T-shirt look mouth-wateringly sexy, the fabric stretched taut over his pecs. And right now he was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. She could feel the heat radiating from his muscular chest and felt a sudden, desperate urge to lick him.

She told herself sternly to keep it together and stammered, “Oh, come on – I’m not exactly at my sexiest in the middle of the night.”

Calder shifted closer. “That’s where you’re wrong,” he whispered, and she was suddenly, shockingly aware of how close he was and how little clothing there was between them. A trickle of moisture dampened her panties.

“Your hair is all mussed,” he continued. “And you’re blushing. You look like you’ve just had really good sex…or you’re just about to.”

At that she felt her pussy clench, and to her utter embarrassment a little whimper of desire escaped her.

Calder grinned. “I can see all your curves,” he said, and he brazenly ran a fingertip down over the slope of her breast, catching her nipple, which furled into a tight peak against the fabric of the T-shirt. She gasped.

He ran his hand down over the dip of her waist and the curve of her hip and let his fingers flirt with the hem of the T-shirt, which barely covered the tops of her thighs. “And this doesn’t leave much to the imagination.”

“You’ve…you’ve been imagining me?” She wriggled under his hands, feeling feverish and restless. His fingers were stroking featherlight patterns on the insides of her thighs.

“Oh yeah,” he growled, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

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