Bound for Temptation by Tess LeSue

Author:Tess LeSue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2018-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

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IT TOOK EVERY ounce of willpower Tom had not to get an erection. And it was no small task. He was sprawled on his back, naked as the day he was born, while the good sister scrubbed the grit out of his wound. She’d been kind enough to throw a towel across his nether regions, but it was the thinnest scrap of toweling Tom had ever seen, and since the wound was on his hip, she was only a hairbreadth from touching him every time she moved. His modesty was hanging by a thread. He stared at the white bed canopy, perspiring from the effort it took not to get visibly aroused. Somehow, even despite the pain of his wound, he found the whole situation disturbingly erotic. The September heat; the slow slide of the wet cloth over his skin; the strangely sexual juxtaposition of the stinging pain in his hip and the uncurling pleasure in the rest of his body; the smell of her; their silence; all of it combined to make him light-headed with lust. He’d never fantasized about nuns in his life—but he had a feeling they’d be featuring in his dreams from now on.

She wasn’t businesslike about things, which was a big part of the problem. She moved slow and soft, and everything about her was earthy and sexy and hypnotic. Her fingers brushed against his hip and thigh as she cleaned his wound with the warm water. While one hand ran the washcloth over Tom’s torn flesh, the other rested on his leg, the fingers curled around his calf. It was maddeningly distracting.

“I’m amazed you’ve got any blood left in you,” she said as she wrung the washcloth out. The water in the basin was red. “I’m just going to change the water, and then I’ll sponge you down.”

Any blood that was left in him was rapidly heading south. He should absolutely take this opportunity to tell her to stop. She was too innocent to know better. She was a nun; she couldn’t know the effect she was having on him. How could a chaste virgin have any idea of what it did to a man to be helpless and naked and sponged? She couldn’t possibly know that his head was hot and steamy with delicious images, that he was aware of every last inch of himself, that he had to clench his fists to keep from touching her.

Get up. Cover yourself. Get out of this goddamn situation right now. But he couldn’t bring himself to move. He felt drugged.

It was probably the blood loss.

Or maybe it was exhaustion.

Or, worst of all, maybe it was her. No woman had ever had this narcotic effect on him before. And she wasn’t even trying.

That didn’t bear thinking about.

“I’ve got blood all over me,” she observed, as she came back with a basin of clean water. “I’ll have to soak my habit after I bathe.”

Christ. Don’t think about her out of the habit. Don’t think about her bathing.

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