Private Investigation by Fleur T. Reid

Author:Fleur T. Reid [Reid, Fleur T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2012-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

She was seated on the settee next to John, and Lucien was kneeling at her feet. She didn’t know quite how it had happened, but there it was.

John soothed her. “This is going to be very important to the case, Lilly.”

“I don’t altogether understand how.” Lilly shifted in her seat, a little uncomfortable. She was acutely aware that Lucien was close enough that he could have laid his head in her lap had he wished to. She could feel that treacherous wetness beginning to seep from her core, and she wondered vaguely if he could smell her arousal. The thought set up a low buzz of excitement between her thighs and she swallowed hard, trying to concentrate on thoughts of the case. John, too, was sitting close by her side—she could feel the warmth of his body and felt a strong, strange urge to lean in to him.

“I don’t really want to tell you,” Lucien volunteered. “You have a good brain, and you’re an observant girl. I’d like your observations and thoughts on the séance, uninfluenced by anything I might have told you.”

“But I’ve been to a séance at the House of Spiritual Solace before,” Lily protested. “And I’ve given you my thoughts. Dr Cain’s a charlatan. He’s using the same trickery as dozens of other so-called mediums before him, with the additional of a little technological jiggery-pokery.”

Lucien smiled, a rather smug, catlike expression that infuriated Lilly. She was certain he knew what she was going to observe at Dr Cain’s séance, and was a little irritated that he was nevertheless going to make her go through the motions.

“Technological jiggery-pokery,” the detective mused. “It will be interesting to know what new innovations he has come up with in the field of reuniting the grieving with their lost loved ones.”

Lilly frowned. “I think you already know,” she said crossly. “I think—”

Then she gasped as he ran his hand up from her ankle to her knee, underneath her skirts. “Lucien. What…?” She groped for the words to finish her sentence, but all she could think about was the cool pressure of his fingers contrasting so delightfully with the heat at the back of her knee.

He was gazing at her with a look of dreamy, besotted intensity that made her pulse lurch and a treacherous tingle start in the slick folds between her thighs.

It wasn’t the act of a gentleman—far from it—but somehow she couldn’t bring herself to protest. She turned to John, her lips parted, her breath rapid and shallow, and found that he was watching her with heavy-lidded lust.

“It seemed to us that when you walked in on us, you weren’t shocked,” he said.

Lucien insinuated his fingers beneath the top of her stocking and softly stroked the back of her thigh, creating a sensation somewhere between a tickle and a thrill. Lilly squirmed.

“I was certainly very surprised,” she said breathlessly, her breasts rising and falling beneath her bodice as her breath came in shuddering, laboured pants.

“Yes,” said John. “But you didn’t scream, or faint, or go scuttling back to Mrs Langley.

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