The House on Serpent Lake (Ghost, Romance, Fantasy) by Hill Brenda

The House on Serpent Lake (Ghost, Romance, Fantasy) by Hill Brenda

Author:Hill, Brenda [Hill, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: L. Cooper Press
Published: 2013-07-03T21:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty

He came to her when the moon was high, this time taking the chance of lying beside her sleeping form. This was the woman he loved, the one for whom he’d waited decades to return.

And finally, through some miracle, she was here.

With his head propped on his hand, he reveled in the sight of her, breathing in the familiar scent of lavender, allowing himself the luxury of feeling her warmth next to him. Although he ached to make love to her, to finally complete the love that had been interrupted so long ago, he didn’t want to risk frightening her again.

She sighed in her sleep, and he felt an irresistible need to touch her. Maybe if he were careful, she wouldn’t wake.

Barely touching, he tenderly traced the curve of her lips, her chin, then caressed the softness with his lips. He took his time, glorying in her body, savoring each touch.

She sighed, her breath fragrant with the fruity aroma of wine, but didn’t wake.

Promising himself he would just look, he lowered the sheet covering her, and softly, lightly, unbuttoned the pajama top, filling his gaze with the sight of her.

He couldn’t help himself. Her breasts were created to be caressed. Just large enough to fill his hands, he cupped them, watching carefully to see that she didn’t wake. When he felt safe, he licked one pink nipple, then the other before taking one into his mouth.

Her breathing changed, and he stilled his movements until she slept soundly again. Ever so gently, he lowered her pajama bottom, exposing the vee of her legs. Fine hair the color of new wheat covered his place of worship. How he wanted her, how he longed to be inside her, to feel every inch of her skin against his, but he wasn’t ready to risk frightening her further. She hadn’t fully realized who she was, and acknowledging him might be too much for her—yet.

But he could take his pleasure in another way.

He lowered his head and tasted the skin of her upper thighs.

She moaned and opened her legs.

He moved closer to the vee, the hairs brushing his nose, breathing in the womanly scent of her. With his lips and tongue, he gloried in his beloved, ready to worship her forever.



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