Maggie (Tales Behind the Veils) by Violet Howe

Author:Violet Howe [Howe, Violet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charbar Productions, LLC
Published: 2017-07-03T03:00:00+00:00

30 IMPORTED SILK

He navigated the door with ease, carrying me wrapped around him like I weighed nothing at all. We made it halfway down the hall before he paused, pulling back from our kiss long enough to ask “Where am I going?”

“Last door on the left,” I answered, and his mouth took mine again.

He walked us to my bed and laid me on it, bending over me to bury his head in my stomach, my breasts, and my neck as his hands gripped my hips.

I pushed against his chest and tried to sit up.

“Oh, wait, I need to pull the duvet off and put it on the chair in the corner.”

He raised up and looked down at me with a grin. “Are you serious right now?”

I propped my elbows under me and smiled back at him. “Yes. This is imported silk.”

He stood with his hands on his hips, grinning at me like a shirtless vision of magnificence carved in stone.

“You proposition me with a line from Top Gun, and then shut me down for a silk bedspread?”

“It’s not a bedspread,” I said, pulling off the throw pillows and placing them in the trunk at the foot of the bed. “It’s a duvet cover.”

He laughed. “Well, excuse me. The camper didn’t come with one of those.”

When I had the duvet stripped from the bed and folded on the chair, I turned to face Dax, who was still standing on the other side of the bed.

Suddenly, the foggy haze of arousal cleared enough for the reality of what we were about to do to sink in. I hugged my arms across my body, fighting to keep the fears at bay.

“You all right?” he asked.

I nodded and lifted my chin in defiance against my own mind. “I’m fine. You?”

He smiled. “We don’t have to do this, you know. We can just hold each other.”

My hands trembled as I reached to loosen the top button of my white silk blouse. His gaze followed my fingers as I unfastened each button, and I could hear him exhale when I let the shirt fall to the floor.

It had been quite some time since I’d undressed in front of someone, and even longer since I’d given myself to one whose opinion mattered so much.

I had hoped the muted light streaming through the window blinds from the patio would cover any imperfections of age, and judging by the look of approval on Dax’s face, he was pleased with what he saw.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my skirt, sliding it over my hips and letting it drop.

I’d left my heels on purposely, knowing that if I still had a figure asset that the years hadn’t touched, it was my legs. And they showcased better in heels.

I took a step past the discarded clothes and placed my hands on my hips, my head held high as I tried to ignore the tremors of excitement that were causing my limbs to shake.

“Your turn,” I said with a smile.

Dax let out a low whistle and came around the bed to stand in front of me, reaching for my hips.

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