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“Oh, you’re laughing at me!” She picked up the tray as if to move it and rise indignantly from the bed, but she had no place to set it down.
No longer bothering to hide his laughter, he took the tray from her, set it quickly on the floor, then dropped himself on top of her before she could escape from the pile of sheets and blankets.
“You—!”
Dodging her flailing fists, he straddled her and trapped her securely beneath the bedclothes, pinning her hands against the pillow.
She squirmed and struggled at his laughter until she began laughing herself, gasping out breathless giggles.
“I know you’re not shy, Kate. You certainly weren’t last night. So I’ll assume it’s only the novelty that’s making you behave like a ninny.”
“A ninny!” Her voice was sharp with outrage, but her eyes shone. “I suppose your other lovers aren’t the least bit modest.”
Aidan looked down to avoid her eyes and the sight that awaited him immediately dissolved his guilt. Clearing his throat, he glanced back to her face. “It seems you have fought your way straight into immodesty, love.”
One glance down and she bleated in wordless horror.
Aidan happily followed the path of her gaze to the luscious, pink-tipped breast peeking out from beneath the bedclothes. “I think it’s looking for the attention it missed last night.”
Shocked into silence, Kate shook her head frantically.
He did purr then, dipping his head to suck her nipple firmly into his mouth. It hardened against
his tongue and his body followed suit, thickening in eager response.
A flurry of sighs and gasps floated to his ears, spurring on his excitement. God, he’d wanted to do this so badly last night when she’d been poised above him, unselfconscious in her arousal.
He stroked her with his tongue and scraped his teeth against the sensitive bud, loving her body’s arching attempt to get closer.
When he released her hands, they flew up to grip his hair and hold him to her, while he pulled the damned sheets down and out of his way.
“You’re so beautiful,” he groaned, lifting his head to attend to the other breast.
Kate moaned even as she pulled his hair sharply, moving his head away from her body. “Stop. Please!”
He blinked several times to clear the haze of lust from his mind and looked up to her strained face. “What is it?”
“I’m sorry. I . . . You have to leave the room.”
“What? Why would I do that?” He ducked his chin, ignoring the sharp pain in his scalp as he drew close to her nipple.
“Don’t. Don’t.”
With a great, heaving sigh, he cast a mournful last look at the tempting pinkness before sitting up. “What’s wrong?”
Kate’s face turned pink, then red. “I just need some privacy,” she finally blurted out.
“Oh,” he replied dumbly, then, “Oh!” He felt heat seep into his own face and stood quickly. “Of course.”
“Just go,” she muttered miserably, her hair hiding her face.
“Sorry.” Aidan hurried out of the room, slamming the door behind him, then grinned at how foolish he felt. All those lovers he’d gone through in the past years and now he was embarrassed by her need for the chamber pot. The grin widened. This sharing a bed business was interesting. How fascinating to be with someone night and day, to live with them as you lived with yourself, all the banal, commonplace trivialities exposed.
By the time the bedroom door opened he was past his fluster and feeling very cheerful. “Better?”
She cast him a look brimming with annoyance at his good humor.
“I’m sorry. I’m actually as unused to morning-after rituals as you.”
