“Undo your nightrail.Here.”He pointed where the buttons enclosed her breasts.“Let them out.”
As if in a trance, she wantonly undid her buttons and her nightrail exposed the valley between her breasts.
“Open it up, darling.”
Her finger pushed aside the fabric and the cool air hitting her nipples made them pucker.
“God, you’re beautiful.If I could touch you, I’d hold those in my hand.Squeeze them.”
In an envelope of pleasure, she followed his guidance.Rubbing, squeezing.Letting her fingers reach for pleasure for the first time.Not allowing shame or expectations flood her mind.It was freeing to explore herself.
“I’d kiss you there, Pru.Lick you.Pinch you.Right.There.Yes, darling.”
At that, she tugged on her nipple and a cry shot of her like none had ever rung out before.
Closed eyes flung open and she stared at him.Unmoving.
His hands were braced at his sides.Clenched in tight fists.Then unclenched and moving down his thighs.And…oh God, she saw a large, new formation in his breeches.Like a tent.And it beckoned to her.She could feel in her body exactly where she needed him.Needed that.
She hadn’t expected floodgates to open up.A wealth of knowledge and experience had just been poured atop her.Not to drown her, but to cause her to float.To rise with the tide of awareness.Like all her life she’d known about a library to which she possessed a card, and now a new one with entirely new books had opened up.A secret one.And someone had just invited her.Nominated her.For her very own card.God…what she had been missing.
“Soren…”
“Yes?”
“What about you?Isn’t it fair that you find pleasure?”
“This isn’t about what’s fair, darling.”
“Don’t you want…?”
“Yes.I want something.But I also found immense pleasure watching you.”
“You did?”
“Yes.You’re incredible.”Her body prickled all over at his perusal.It struck her as odd that she felt so natural baring her breasts to him.They wanted him.Her nipples still tingled, as if beckoning to him.And at the same time, she wanted to reach out and touch him, but he didn’t feel like hers to touch.Even in this moment.After what she’d just shared with him, she was cautious.But she did know one thing.
“Soren?”
“Yes, darling?Anything.”
“I want to know more.”
Chapter 13
Soren
Aweek.He’dneededan entire week to recover from his last escapade with Pru.To see her finally let down her hair—so to speak—and just let go had him tied in knots for days.He wasn’t supposed to be attracted to an innocent, but her layered wit and intellect coupled with her beauty and passion had him on his knees.Physically.He’d never experienced anything even remotely close to what he witnessed as Pru explored her body in front of him.He hadn’t been able to look at or even think of another woman in the last week.
God, just thinking of her made his cock swell in his breeches.So he needed to see her.Fix whatever it was that she had broken in him.If only to connect with Bart and his damn stud.That’s all he needed.That was the only reason.That, and the whole fixing him thing.
It had nothing to do with the desperation within him longing to see her hair actually let down.
“Tell me Ash didn’t send his regrets only upon hearing that Verity would be in attendance tonight?”Looking around noncommittally, Rafe took a sip of his drink.
“I’m sure he did just that.The man has his pride, you know?”
“Don’t we all?”With a subtle nod toward the Hawthorne sisters who had just entered the ballroom, Rafe added, “Though perhaps you don’t?”
