gave me an understanding of why they said the threat comes from where you least expect it. It wasnt other men, Paul included, Wil iam had to worry about losing me to. It was his own brother.
Please tel me, he said, nudging me with his forehead. Al this pent up adrenaline needs to be released into something physical before I combust from it.
Something physical?
He shrugged. Pummeling Paul or”his eyebrows peaked”an old-fashioned rol in the hay ought to fit the bil , too.
I grumbled, al too aware that whatever distraction I sent his way or amount of time that went by, he wouldnt give up on pul ing the answer from me. He was relentless. Okay, so dont freak out,”his head shook in disagreement”dont really freak out, I edited, blowing out a loud burst of air. So I was, eh, trying on some new . . . lingerie, I said, like I was guilty by this admission alone.
His pupils widened. I dont know how this relates to Paul”at least it better not relate to him”but keep painting this picture for me. Im liking where youre going with it.
I couldnt control the grimace before it broke free. Wel . . .
This story does involve Paul, he growled.
I rubbed my hands over his chest in slow, calming circles. Extra calming circles. He might have seen me modeling it while I was walking around Joseph and Coras that Id assumed was empty of people and perverts, I threw in for good measure.
Thats it, he said, matter-of-fact. Im going to kil him. He pushed against me to stand up, but I not so gently shoved him back down, placing myself on top of him. His eyes went from stormy to dreamy in two seconds time and his hands had no problem finding their places to affix. So maybe I had this distraction thing down; I just had to pul out the real y big guns when the occasion arose.
Youd have to move from this position to kil him, you know, I said, lowering my voice a few notes.
Your powers of sexual persuasion could crush the axis of the world, I swear, he said, looking like Paul was long forgotten.
Why, thank you very much, I giggled, placing a tame kiss over his mouth. Stil planning on going somewhere?
I can always kil Paul tomorrow, he answered.
Good thing Paul was leaving tonight, because I only partial y doubted Wil iams threat. Good choice.
His hands ran up my back, creeping inside Josephs bulky sweatshirt. You wouldnt happen to have that lingerie on under these sexy P.J.s would you? His fingers traced up my back, winding up over my backbone.
Those hands of his could ignite me with the most PG rated of touches; I couldnt even imagine how Id feel when they did anything more.
Wouldnt you like to know? I teased, sliding my hands up to hook over his shoulders.
I cant imagine ever wanting to know anything more. His smile was tilted in mischief.
If I was certain youd make good use of the lingerie if I told you, I would, but since I know you wont,”at least not until you make an honest woman of me”Im not going to tel you, I said, leaning away from him.
He knew Id cal ed it for what we both knew it was. I am an insufferable prude, arent I?
Absolutely insufferable, I said solemnly.
One day soon Il be forever cured of it, so watch out, he said, winking.
My heart did jumping-jacks, but I was happy to play along with this only form of fore-play hed al ow. Good thing Ive stocked up on an eternitys supply of lingerie.
You keep that kind of talk up and prude wil be the one thing Im not, he warned, tucking our bodies into a more tame, less tempting position.
Fine, I complained, knowing my cause was a lost one now. This is coming a little late, but Im sorry your night was ruined. Im sure you had a mil ion different plans for how you wanted to spend it with me. My voice was back to its normal, sex-kitten-free tone.
The front of his body pressed into my body, sweet and seduction free. I only wanted to spend it one way. His arms curled around me, squeezing me to him so there wasnt even a strip of air separating us. This way. His voice was sleep
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