The Bride of Devil's Acre by Kohout Jennifer

Author:Kohout, Jennifer [Kohout, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical Romance
Published: 2013-07-07T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“Wake up, wife.”

“Hmmm…”

Devil smiled. His wife was an amazingly deep sleeper. He’d been working at waking her up for the past twenty minutes. Not that he minded. She was warm beneath the blankets, her body pliant in his hands as he nuzzled her neck, kissing the long column of her throat before finally capturing her mouth.

Devil.

Jacqueline didn’t open her eyes. Her husband’s name resounded in her head as he slipped between her lips. He filled her with his flavor, his body rising up and over her as he pressed her deeper into the mattress.

She could feel him hard against her hip, his arousal throbbing where it pressed into her flesh. She reached for him, wanting to draw him to her and feel him filling her once again.

Devil caught his wife’s wrist before she could wrap her fingers around him. One touch, and he’d be gone, pinning her to the bed and slipping between her legs.

The thought had merit, and it was a long moment that he was tempted to let her go and damn the consequences.

But he had other plans for them, something important he’d been thinking about since making love to his wife the night before.

Devil lifted his head. Flush from sleep, Jacqueline stared up at him with sleepy eyes, a smile lifting lips still wet with his kiss.

“Good morning.” Dear God, was that her voice? Jacqueline cleared her throat, surprised at the husky quality of her greeting.

“Sleep well?” Devil couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well, or so long. It was well past the hour when he usually rose. Breakfast was sure to be cold, and Mrs. Thompson a bit put out at the waste of food.

Devil couldn’t bring himself to care.

Spending the morning sleeping with his wife, their limbs entwined, was worth the wrath of one small cook.

Jacqueline nodded. Stretching, she groaned as unfamiliar muscles ached in mild protest.

Devil frowned. “Sore?”

Jacqueline flushed. “A bit.”

“Come on, I have just the thing to loosen stiff muscles.” Devil rolled out of bed, naked.

Jacqueline got an eyeful of her husband’s backside. Her flush heated to a full-blown blush at his lack of modesty, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away.

Devil could feel his wife’s eyes on him as he stepped into a clean pair of trousers, pulling them up to his hips but leaving them unbuttoned. She remained in bed behind him, hair tousled and the sheet pulled up to her chest. “Are you coming?”

Jacqueline looked around the room. Her dress was on the floor, along with her underthings. Everything else was in her room across the hall.

“Here.” Devil handed her his shirt from last night. “Go and get dressed, and then meet me downstairs.”

“Where are we going?” Jacqueline slipped out of bed and into her husband’s shirt. He helped her with the buttons, his long fingers making quick work of them.

“You’ll see.” Devil stepped back. Hands on lean hips, he watched his wife gather her things. His shirt was big on her, the ends trailing down

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