Unravel Me. Lynn Montagano

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СКАЧАТЬ eyes. Alastair stood in the middle of the bathroom in all his naked glory. I took my time admiring every toned inch of him.

      “I’ll take that as a yes.” He climbed in and sat down facing me. “Come here.”

      The egg-shaped tub was more than big enough for the two of us so I straddled his lap with my legs wrapped around his waist. He scooped a small handful of bubbles from my shoulder.

      “I could smell this in the kitchen. I’m glad you like it.”

      I cupped his jaw, kissing him. “Of course I like it. It’s from you.”

      A little smile curved his mouth. “You don’t mind if I postpone breakfast a bit, do you? The thought of you sitting in here naked without me was distracting.”

      “I don’t mind. You’ll have to feed me eventually though.”

      Pulling him closer, I pressed our bodies together. This intimate skin-on-skin contact made us both shudder. Apparently the tense exchange by the closet was forgotten. I hugged him a little tighter, kissing his shoulder.

      “You feel so good,” he murmured, sliding his hands down my back. I leaned back to look at him. “Don’t move. I want you close. I always want you to be close.”

      “I want that, too.”

      He squeezed my ass. “You’d better.”

      “Hey.” I pulled back, greeted by a smug grin. “Watch your hands, chief.”

      “Oh, I am.”

      Another squeeze. I narrowed my eyes. “Enjoying yourself?”

      “Quite. You have a nice, pert bum.”

      “So, you basically interrupted my bath to cop a feel?”

      “I’ll take what I can get. Although, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to shag you senseless right now.”

      I laughed. “Shag? Honestly, you Brits are too polite.”

      His dark, challenging stare quickened my pulse. “I can be impolite if you prefer.”

      My skin tightened and warmed under the firm grasp of his fingers. He cupped my left breast, sealing his mouth around the nipple. It beaded under the warmth of his tongue. His other hand disappeared under the water. I jumped when his fingers slid between my legs.

      “You can’t—”

      “I’m not going near anything you don’t want touched. Trust me.” His hot, commanding stare burned through me. I twitched in his lap, eliciting a small moan from him. This connection, this intensity we shared scared me as much as it turned me on.

      Circling both arms around my waist, he brushed his fingers over my tailbone. I shivered, amazed at how sensitive that area was for me.

      “What this look does to me.” He traced one finger up my spine. “You own me with those beautiful amber eyes.”

      On cue, my body woke with ravenous desire. I wanted him and his come-hither stare. Figures my hormones would rage when I was, for all intents and purposes, incapacitated in the sex department. A devilish grin curved his lips as he cupped my jaw.

      “Close your eyes.”

      I did, basking in the warmth of his skin on mine.

      “Keep them closed,” he whispered.

      The heat from his hands left my face. I swallowed, wondering where I’d feel them next.

      I waited.

      Nothing.

       I’m an idiot for sitting here with my eyes closed.

      “Want to know what I’m doing?” His low, raspy question tickled my neck. It startled me.

      “No.”

      He chuckled, pressing gentle kisses along my jaw, stopping at the corner of my mouth.

      “You’re so soft and silky,” he whispered, gliding his lips down my neck. “And beautiful. And—”

      “Alastair.”

      “I like the way you say my name.”

      Teasing along the edge of my lips with his tongue, he coaxed them open without any resistance. I was a rag doll in his arms, sighing into his luscious kiss. He invaded my mouth, claiming and savoring me. I kissed him harder, pressing into him. The desperation and intensity of his movements increased. So did the way he stroked the skin over my tailbone. Sparks of pleasure shot through me, filling every inch until I thought I might burst. Unable to control myself I rolled my hips, sending ripples through the water.

      “Stay still, kitten,” he ordered, his rich voice and velvety accent invading my senses. Pulling one hand away, he pressed his palm to my lower abdomen. I felt his thumb slide down, stopping just shy of where I wanted his touch the most.

      “You’re teasing me, Holden.”

      “Am I?”

      Opening my eyes, I was greeted with a white-hot stare. The vulnerability behind it took my breath away. “Yes.”

      “I’m at a disadvantage, love. Unless,” he paused, sliding his thumb lower, brushing it against my hypersensitive button of nerves. I nearly shot into orbit. Gauging my reaction, he pressed and held his thumb against me. “Is this impolite enough for you?”

      Steam from the warm water mixed with our mutual desire, altering the climate in the bathroom. No longer were we just sitting in a tub. We were nestled deeply in our never-ending craving for each other. It was hard to imagine there had been a time when I shrugged off his advances.

      Another firm press sent a shockwave of pleasure cascading through me.

      “Look at me,” he growled. “I’d better be the only thing dominating your thoughts, Amelia.”

      Crushing his lips to mine, he finished me off with expertise and finesse. The disorganized mess that doubled for my mind shorted out, succumbing to an orgasm so intense it took awhile for me to regain composure. If I owned him with just a look, he possessed me with one touch. Sagging into the water, I wrapped my arms around him, resting my head on his shoulder.

      “Feel a bit more relaxed now?”

      “Yes.”

      “Good.” He kissed the top of my head. “I have something fun planned and need you stress-free.”

      I looked at him. “Am I stressed?”

      “You’ve seemed a little off since we spoke yesterday.”

      His ability to see through me could be annoying. I rolled my eyes. “I’m fine.”

      Arching a brow, he squeezed my waist. “We both know something is bothering you. However, I’m going to give you a free pass this time.”

      “Gee, СКАЧАТЬ