A Bid for Love (Northwest Romantic Comedy Book 4) by Lia London

Author:Lia London [London, Lia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 7 ~ A Bump in Negotiations

“I’m crazy proud of you, Maris.”

“Thanks.” Her smile dazzled him as he keyed open the Tree House. “Too bad every part of me aches now.”

Crawford nodded, tossing the key onto the coffee table. “You probably tensed muscles you didn’t even know you had.” He helped her remove her jacket. “Need a backrub or anything?”

She bit her lip. “I’m not going to ask what the ‘or anything’ would be, but … are you willing? Just a quick number on my neck and shoulders would be great.”

“Of course.” He shed his own jacket, eager for the chance to touch her at last. “Where do you want to be?” he asked, drifting towards the bedroom.

“Oh, here is fine.” She planted herself crisscross applesauce on the ground in front of the futon. “You can sit behind me.”

He hesitated. “Okay.” How could he make this work? “Do you need to shed a layer, so I can actually get to the muscle?”

She pulled up her sweatshirt, revealing the tank top she wore underneath. With a shrug, he slid into place behind her, his knees on either side of her shoulders. “You don’t have any lotion, do you? My hands are pretty rough, especially after all that rope work.”

“Oh.” Maris twisted her body from side to side, peeking under the coffee table until she found her purse. “Will this work?” She handed back a tube of lavender hand cream.

“It’ll have to.” He popped it open. “Gee, I’ll smell so pretty.”

“Yes, won’t that be an improvement?”

“Wait, are you saying I stink again?”

He caught her mischievous grin. Shaking the lotion bottle to loosen its contents, he chuckled. “Oh, now you’re in trouble, little lady.”

Maris’ shoulders rose and fell with a happy sigh. He longed to place his lips all along the stretch from her shoulder to her ears, but he drew a deep breath and settled for rubbing in a layer of purple lotion instead.

“Whoa, that’s cold!” Maris jerked upright.

“I’ll warm it up soon enough,” he promised, his voice already working to raise the temperature.

As his hands slid over her skin, a force beyond any desire he’d ever experienced pulled him to her. He wanted to find a way to make every inch of her tremble with delight. Already he felt her quiver beneath his touch, and he pressed his thumbs deeper into her muscles, finding and releasing the knots.

She fell silent, and in the reflection on the glass door, he could see her eyes close, a soft smile playing on her lips. With practiced skill, he soothed the tension in her neck, and ran his fingers through her hair to massage her scalp.

Maris let out a soft moan of pleasure. “Oh my gosh, I should have been a cat. I love that feeling.”

Crawford smirked. She hadn’t seen anything yet. His hands glided down her spine and worked through the flesh of her shoulder blades, drawing his body lower, and his face next to her ear. He placed a soft kiss at the nape of her neck.

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