The Bridal Season
“ ELLIOT HAD NEVER BEEN ANGRIER IN HIS life. Shed stood there, shaking like a leaf, and told him she wanted a tumble. As if he were some cicisbeo she could use to garner experience on instead of a man who loved her heart and soul, body and spirit.
He hadnt meant it to go so far, but the longing, the desperation and hunger had all conspired against him, driving him to one thought, one intent: She wanted lust. Fine. He could teach her about lust.
But by the darkest hour of the night, by the t...ime the storm had finally broken, theyd both learned about love.
He looked down at where she lay deep in slumber beside him.
The glow from the sconce above wrapped her in a soft cocoon of diffused light.
Damson-colored highlights gleamed in her hair. A golden lacquer washed the satiny hill of her naked shoulder. The pristine bed sheets were tangled about her hips. One slender arm stretched out, her throat arched as though arrested in her culmination, leaving her in her satiation both defenseless and exposed.MoreLess
He hadnt meant it to go so far, but the longing, the desperation and hunger had all conspired against him, driving him to one thought, one intent: She wanted lust. Fine. He could teach her about lust.
But by the darkest hour of the night, by the t...ime the storm had finally broken, theyd both learned about love.
He looked down at where she lay deep in slumber beside him.
The glow from the sconce above wrapped her in a soft cocoon of diffused light.
Damson-colored highlights gleamed in her hair. A golden lacquer washed the satiny hill of her naked shoulder. The pristine bed sheets were tangled about her hips. One slender arm stretched out, her throat arched as though arrested in her culmination, leaving her in her satiation both defenseless and exposed.MoreLess
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