Page 141 of Forbidden

“The flower knows that the sun will soon rise. It wants each petal already open to drink the first golden shaft of the sun.”

“The sun is already risen,” he said thickly.

“Is it?”

Beneath the bed covers, a small hand trailed down Duncan’s bare torso.

The rest of him was equally naked.

Delicate fingertips brushed over Duncan, measuring and caressing his aroused flesh. A soft palm fitted itself around him. He made a sound that was laughter and passion at once.

“You know fair well it is risen,” he said. “You are holding the proof in your palm.”

“Only part of the proof. I fear the full proof would overrun both of my hands together.”

“A waste.”

“Aye,” Amber murmured.

“There is a solution for that.”

“I’m considering it.”

“Lie on your back, precious Amber. You will consider things much more deeply from that perspective.”

“I think…not.”

The laughter and husky sensuality curling through Amber’s voice made Duncan smile. Passion and anticipation coiled more tightly within him.

“What are you thinking of, then?” he asked.

“I fear it would shock you into swooning,” she said.

“I’m lying down.”

“Not all of you is supine.”

“The greater part is.”

Amber smiled and drew her fingertips up the part of Duncan which was not at rest.

“Such a sweet, witchy little smile,” he said thickly. “What are you thinking of that makes you smile so?”

“Two hands…and a mouth. Will that suffice?”

For an instant Duncan didn’t comprehend. Then Amber’s hands circled him and the velvet heat of her tongue caressed him. His whole body tightened in a savage rush.

“Amber.”

She looked up at him.

“Did I hurt you?” she asked.

As she spoke, she stroked the length of his rigid flesh. Blood beat visibly beneath her caress, hardening him even more.

“Nay,” Duncan said.

“Shock you?”