Mistress Minded
“The sunlight streamed through the open window and the sound of the surf called him. For a moment he didn’t remember where he was, but then the bathroom door creaked open and Jayne tiptoed across the floor.
“Come back to bed, chère.”
“In a minute.”
She went to the wardrobe and tucked something into one of her drawers. Once again she was wearing that heavy terry-cloth robe. Her lips were still swollen from his kisses and her eyes had a lambent light in them as she gazed at him.
He knew he was exi...sting in a kind of limbo, but he didn’t care. He’d taken Jayne to his bed and it was too late to go back. Hell, he wouldn’t even if he could.
Standing next to his side of the bed, she dropped her robe, revealing the naked curves of her body. It was a perfect form, but he’d never been as aroused by just the sight of a woman as he was with Jayne.
Reaching up, he traced her side from her shoulder to her waist, lingering on the tattoo on her hip. Jayne had never struck him as a tattoo person.MoreLess
“Come back to bed, chère.”
“In a minute.”
She went to the wardrobe and tucked something into one of her drawers. Once again she was wearing that heavy terry-cloth robe. Her lips were still swollen from his kisses and her eyes had a lambent light in them as she gazed at him.
He knew he was exi...sting in a kind of limbo, but he didn’t care. He’d taken Jayne to his bed and it was too late to go back. Hell, he wouldn’t even if he could.
Standing next to his side of the bed, she dropped her robe, revealing the naked curves of her body. It was a perfect form, but he’d never been as aroused by just the sight of a woman as he was with Jayne.
Reaching up, he traced her side from her shoulder to her waist, lingering on the tattoo on her hip. Jayne had never struck him as a tattoo person.MoreLess
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