To Catch A Rogue (London Steampunk: The Blue Blood Conspiracy Book 4) by Bec McMaster

Author:Bec McMaster [McMaster, Bec]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lochaber Press
Published: 2018-10-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Lark lay awake for long minutes as the afternoon sunlight moved across the floor, barely daring to breathe as sleep slowly sloughed off her.

At first she'd thought she was dreaming—there were warm arms around her, and someone's breath stirred across the back of her neck—but each second brought back flashes of the night before.

The sudden yearning she'd felt to run to Charlie.

Curling in his arms after she told him everything.

Spilling her secrets like that went against everything Tin Man had ever taught her, but she'd felt so desperately alone, she hadn't been able to stay away. It was nice to fall asleep in Charlie's arms. More than nice, if she were being honest.

Just one little problem with the situation....

This afternoon brought to light an entire side of this scenario she hadn't been in the right mind to examine last night. All she'd wanted last night was the affection and understanding she'd known she'd find in his arms.

But her needs this afternoon were a little more complex.

And, if she wriggled just the faintest bit, she could feel his own need pressed firmly against her bottom.

Growing up in a household full of males made her quite aware this was a natural morning ritual when one had a cock. But it felt as though that brutish length was all for her, reaching for her insistently.

She'd been trying to ignore the way he looked at her now, telling herself it meant nothing.

But if she were honest with herself, it was only a lie she let herself believe because the alternative scared her: that Charlie might somehow return her own affections.

She wanted him. Desperately.

And she wanted him to want her.

Lark lay frozen in silent agony. She didn't dare shut her eyes, for if she did she could see the look in his eyes when he pushed her back against the wall of the pool and kissed her.

And maybe understanding hadn't been all she'd hoped to find in his bed when she crept into it last night.

Charlie sighed and buried his face in her hair. His hand brushed against her breast, his fingers almost, but not quite touching her nipple. A sudden surge of desire made her womb clench. If she turned, just so, then he'd be touching her.

Lark's heart hammered in her ears.

The languid ache of unfulfillment seemed a specific sort of torment; it felt as if there was a screw twisting slowly and inexorably within her, notching every inch of her body tight with need.

She could feel her drawers growing damp. What would he do if she reached between her thighs and touched herself? She needed to assuage this furious tension within her before it drove her to do something reckless.

The brush of Charlie's thumb flicked over her nipple, a slow, deliberate rasp that forced her to set her teeth into her lower lip to capture her soft gasp. The arm draped over her waist remained heavy, however, and for a second she thought maybe she was safe. Maybe he wasn't aware of what he was doing to her.

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