The Wedding Witch by Erin Sterling

Author:Erin Sterling
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2024-10-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Tamsyn lay there in the pitch black, the only sounds her heartbeat in her ears and Bowen’s rough breathing, and wondered if insanity was a symptom of time travel.

Felt like it must be, but maybe it was just the weirdness of the night, the coziness of the bed, the darkness all around them, and those things Bowen had said—those simple, matter-of-fact, absolutely devastatingly perfect things—that had her already sliding her nightgown up her legs, even as Bowen said, “How can you show me when I can’t see you?” his voice gruff, but still somehow gentle. The heat of his body next to her . . .

Once again, a holiday temptation was presenting itself, and once again, Tamsyn found she just couldn’t turn it down.

“Well, maybe ‘demonstrate’ would be a better way of putting it,” she told him, and then added, “With description.”

Tamsyn could actually hear him swallow, and she smiled in the dark.

“Back home,” she said, scooting just the littlest bit closer, “I have all sorts of toys for this.”

“Toys,” he echoed, his voice like sandpaper, and Tamsyn nodded, her breath speeding up as she slid one hand up her thigh.

“Mmm-hmm. Really good ones, too. And all different types.”

“Types?”

He sounded like he was actually choking now, and Tamsyn nearly purred as she curled her toes, sliding her hand away from her leg to cup one breast, her nipple hard against her palm. “You know,” she told him, even though she was pretty sure he didn’t. “The kind that slides inside. The ones that vibrate. I even have this one shaped like a flower that I sometimes use in the shower.”

“Shower,” he echoed, and Tamsyn laughed, even though the sound was a little strangled as she tugged at the tip of her breast.

“You just going to repeat everything I say?” she asked, and he shifted closer, his foot nearly brushing hers.

“There’s no blood left in my brain, Tamsyn,” he told her, and she chuckled.

“And that’s a big brain,” she answered, letting her hand drift back down her stomach.

“You should see my cock,” he replied, and she would’ve laughed again, except now she was the one whose throat seemed to go tight, her legs clenching together, every part of her lit up with desire.

“I want to do a whole lot more than see it,” she told him, finally letting her hand settle between her legs, pressing hard with the heel of her palm. “But I’m the one showing you, remember?”

“Well, hardly seems fair,” Bowen said, and she heard him moving in the darkness, imagined him sliding one of those rough, able hands into the waistband of his pajamas.

He groaned then, and Tamsyn moaned along with him, letting her fingers start to circle. She was wet, wetter than she’d maybe ever been, and the sound would’ve embarrassed her except for the damn near worshipful sound that came out of Bowen’s mouth.

“God in heaven, I’d give anything to taste you right now,” he panted, and she could hear his hand moving now, feel the slight shuddering of the mattress.

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