He took a leaf from the ground and wiped her stomach clean, then discarded it. He stretched out beside her, pulling her into his warm, sated embrace.
Marcus held her for a moment, gently stroking her soft hair. “Are you well?”
“Yes,” she said with perchance too much excitement.
He chuckled softly. The little minx. The beautiful, sultry, little minx. He sighed softly.
“What will you do now?” she asked.
“Right now?” He shrugged. “Hold you for a while more.” He propped himself up on his elbow to gaze tenderly down at her magnificent eyes. “Maybe kiss you again.”
“You can kiss me anytime you want,” she said with a grin.
He couldn’t resist the invitation and bent his head to claim her lips in a long, lingering taste. A taste he would never grow tired of. When he pulled back, a satisfied sigh issued from her lips.
She was beautiful. There was no denying that. And her mind was amazing. Always considering, always analyzing.
She ran a hand down his sternum. “I meant with the book.”
“We should decode it. We don’t have much time left.” He rolled over her, their warm, naked bodies touching fully. Marcus paused to glance down at her. He grinned, tempted and ready to make love to her again. Instead, he grabbed the book and moved back to his spot beside her.
Why had no one kissed her before? he wondered. Her response to their first kiss left him positive she had not been thoroughly kissed before. He pushed the thought out of his head. It didn’t matter. It only made her more appealing.
She took the book from him and turned over onto her stomach, opening it on the ground. “How much time do we have?”
He lifted up on an elbow to look at her. He brushed a strand of her short hair aside so he could see her face. “Not much. I am to meet my cousin at noon on the morrow.”
Her eyebrows rose in surprise. “So soon?”
He would rather spend every moment making love to her than spend another second looking at that book. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her cheek.
“We have to get to work,” Sage protested.
“I am losing patience with this book,” Marcus admitted. “It seems you would rather spend time with it than me.”
“Are you jealous?” she asked with a teasing smile.
“Yes!” he admitted.
“Don’t you want to know what it says?”
“I’d rather discover things about you,” he whispered, nuzzling her ear.
She set the book aside with a deep chuckle, and her bright eyes darkened with passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I thought you discovered everything about me.”
“I’ve only just begun,” he promised and kissed her lips.
