Divine Solace by Hill Joey W

Author:Hill, Joey W. [Hill, Joey W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Elora's, Contemporary, Romance
ISBN: 9781419947186
Goodreads: 21417152
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2014-03-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Done for the night. That described Gen as well. She wasn’t aware of the ride home, though she didn’t ever let go of Noah. She kept her arms wrapped around him while he drove, his own arm circling her as he stroked her hip. He even carried her to her front door, only letting her down to unlock and open her door. When he took her into her bedroom, he undressed her, his touch a misty memory of pleasant caresses. But her bedroom, her solitary place of retreat, to think and dream, to find her center, brought some sanity back to her.

“I want you to stay, but in the guestroom. Close, but not in here. Please…” She cleared her throat, looked up at him in the direct way Lyda did, so he knew it wasn’t a request. “Don’t come in unless I tell you to.”

Her voice quavered, draining any real authority from it, but Noah simply nodded. Brushing a kiss over her forehead, he tugged on the oversized sleeve of the Snoopy nightshirt she’d wanted to wear. “I’ll be close.”

The need to feel in control was overriding the euphoria. Ordering him away from her, which was against what she was sure they both wanted, felt right. She had to be sure she still had a brain, a will of her own. The things she’d done tonight were beyond what she’d ever thought herself capable of wanting, let alone experiencing, yet she’d embraced so much of it. And she wanted more, even with no idea of what lay beyond the curtain, or the end destination. She wasn’t the type who took the unmarked path.

Not anymore, because when she had been that kind of person, she’d always chosen the one that had the hidden sign screaming “path of sure self-destruction”.

Sliding into the bed, she burrowed herself under the covers. Her gaze slid toward the nightstand, where she had a small vase of dried flowers and a little plaque she’d bought from a secondhand store. The simple mantra Be true to yourself was printed on it. Had she done that tonight?

Commanding Noah under Lyda’s direction had been amazing, incredible. His responses, her own. Lyda, commanding both of them. I can’t get enough. Gen remembered Noah quivering, just the way she had, when their Mistress had said that. Lyda’s desire for them had been so clear, no conflict. So why was Gen now curled up in a ball, wishing Noah was here beside her and afraid to think too much about Lyda?

She couldn’t succeed at a normal guy-girl relationship. She’d picked two wrong men. They’d reduced her to poverty, stripped her self-esteem, and made her doubt her ability to find love. She’d watched Marguerite, followed by Chloe, find an amazing man any woman would want. As a result, Gen had concluded finding love wasn’t magic, no presto, I’m here. It was something certain people had mapped in their destiny, like DNA. The rest were doomed to spend their lives seeking it like a drug, exhibiting all the irrational behavior of addicts to get and keep it.

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