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“Breakfast is available about nine thirty,” she said, as we walked away.
Jamie and I both waved our thanks, and together we made our way into the bowels of the house. Beyond the foyer were three sets of French doors along the hall, and then the large stairwell leading up to the second floor. As we climbed the walls were lined with old portraits of stalwart men, and terrifyingly beautiful women. Every table agaisnt the walls had vase bursting with vibrate red and pink flowers. The air tasted thick with pollen. It made my nose itch.
Jamie actually sneezed at the top of the on the third floor. “I hope there aren’t flowers in our room.”
“If they are we’ll set them outside the door,” I chuckled.
“Besides, they might get broken anyway.” Jamie winked, corralling me down the hall with his hands on my hips. He nuzzled my neck. “How is it you smell so good? Even with these flowers everywhere. You still smell so…”
I pushed open the door to our room and both of us stopped dead in our tracks. Where the rest of the building was full of feminine touches, flowers, and fragrant beauty, the honeymoon suite was clean. The aroma out in the hall was laced with the clean smell of polished leather. The windows were shuttered with thick black curtains. A black leather couch sat opposite a small fireplace with a tv mounted on the wall above the mantel.
The bed sat on the right side of the room, large and laden with fluffy black and red blankets. There were small metal hooks on the bed posts and wandering over to them I felt my insides ignite.
“It seems they’ve prepared the suite for every kind of couple,” I chuckled, turning to face Jamie.
My heart leapt into my throat. His eyes looked darker than I’d ever seen them. His mouth was curled into the ghost of a grin, and his gaze was fixed on my body, sweeping from my toes to the top of my head and back again.
“Strip,” he said, his voice deep, and full of an emotion I couldn’t quite recognize.
“What?” I asked, swallowing around a sudden lump in my throat.
His eyes lifted to meet mine. “Strip.”
My eyes widened, but I didn’t hesitate. Shrugging off my jacket, I tossed it to the side blindly. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and he couldn’t seem to pull his eyes from my hands as they peeled my shirt up over my head and sent it flying off in the same direction as my jacket.
His lip caught between his teeth, and as my pants made their way to the ground, I kicked them away. I reached to unhook the front clasp of my bra—
“Stop,” he said, holding up a hand.
I froze. “Is something wrong?”
“No.” He shook his head. “Not at all.”
“Oh.” I let my eyes drift to the rug.
“Hey, don’t hide from me,” he murmured, touching the underside of my chin with his index finger. “Do you realize how beautiful you look right now?”
I shook my head slowly. “I’m not.”
“Oh, Snow.” He purred, hooking his finger under my bra strap, pulling it slowly down my arm. “I can’t get enough of you. The way the blood rushes to to your lips when I’m close drives me crazy. Then there’s the way you taste…” he leaned his forehead against mine. “Every inch of me aches for you every time you walk away from me. Every time I’m not touching you.”
“Jamie,” I exhaled, his name like a prayer on my lips.
His hands tightened on my shoulders. “Do you realize how much I want you?”
I smiled, hooking my fingers around his belt. “I think I have an idea.”
Purring under his breath, he slid his hands down over my arms, to catch my waist again, and he walked me backward until my spine met one of the bed posts. He guided my right hand behind my back, securing my fingers around the wood. He repeated the gesture with my left hand and took a step back.
“I don’t have anything to tie your hands,” he said. “So, you’ll have to be a good girl and hold on tight. Do you think you can do that?”
“Yes,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
“If you don’t, we’ll have to get creative.” He chuckled.
I arched an eyebrow. “I like creative.”
His eyes narrowed, and abruptly he wrenched me around to face the pole. I grabbed a hold of it to steady myself, and he pulled my body flush with his chest, one hand gripping my breast while the other slid down between my legs to tease me over the lace of my thong. “Creative, huh, maybe I should fuck you like this instead? Make you hold on while I have my way with you?”
