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Everleigh sat in one of the chairs. The blanket rode up, revealing bare legs and feet. Adrian’s fingers tightened on the mug.
Everleigh glanced down and shifted under the blanket. “Sorry. My clothes were pretty damp.”
Hunger rose up and lashed at the tenuous grip he was keeping on his lust. But he didn’t want to go to her like an animal in heat. He wanted to seduce her, to tease and ease her into all the pleasure he could offer.
Hard to do when just the sight of a bare ankle made him hard...
Everleigh took a sip of her tea. “So, what do you think?”
I think I want to start by kissing your bare shoulders before I trail my lips down your back.
“About...?”
“Your mother wanting to talk.”
He breathed in deeply. His first inclination was to brush her question aside, but he didn’t want to keep running...to hide. He’d accused his mother of doing that over the years. But had he been any better?
“Surprised. Suspicious.” He shrugged, the casual gesture at total odds with the turmoil inside him. “I suspect I have you to thank.”
“She would have come around eventually.”
Before he could stop it his hand came up and he slid his fingers into the wet silk of her hair. Again and again life had smacked Everleigh down. And again and again she’d stood back up, determined to move forward, forgiving her father, choosing to see the positive in the sale of the winery. She amazed him.
“Are you warmed up?”
That shy smile teased him again. “I’m feeling much better, thank you. My feet are still a little chilled, but...”
Her voice trailed off as he set his tea down. She didn’t protest when he wrapped his hand around one of her legs and gently drew it out from under the blanket. His fingers pressed firmly against her skin as he massaged her, up and down, his eyes focused on the expressions flitting across her face. Pleasure, contentment, desire.
Each flicker of her lashes, each soft sigh that passed her lips, hardened him until his control shattered. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her calf. She watched him, her breath coming in short gasps, as he trailed his lips up, closer to her knee. Anticipation built in him as he imagined peeling the blanket off her and baring her naked body to his gaze.
But before he could act, she stood.
And then she shrugged the blanket off her shoulders.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
EVERLEIGHLETTHEblanket fall off her shoulders, feeling her vulnerability warring with her need for Adrian. Cool air kissed her skin, pebbling her nipples into hard points. She resisted the urge to hide herself, to shield her naked body from his heated stare.
He stood in one smooth motion. He raked her with his gaze, his eyes dark with a desire so intense it scorched her soul and ratcheted up the pulsing heat between her legs.
At last he stood within arm’s reach. “Do you trust me?”
His voice came out harsh, ragged. Slowly she nodded.
“Turn around.”
With hesitating steps, she turned away from him. His scent lingered on the air, woodsy and masculine. She wanted to reach out behind her, to reassure herself that he was still there and she wasn’t making a complete and utter fool of herself.
The first touch of his lips on the back of her neck electrified her nerves. She gasped and arched. “Adrian...”
His hands settled on her waist, his fingers possessive as they pressed against her bare flesh. His lips trailed over her neck and continued down her spine, each kiss as light as butterfly wings.
“So beautiful...”
His hands drifted up to her waist and cupped her breasts. She leaned into him, felt his chest hard against her back. Another kiss on the side of her neck made her squirm against him. Her skin tightened with pleasure. Never had she felt so empowered as a woman, with the evidence of how much Adrian wanted her pressed hard against her.
Slowly he turned her around. He leaned down and kissed her, his lips hard and possessive, almost as if he were branding her. She embraced every touch, every graze of his hands on her body, as she sank into the liquid heat that engulfed her in a flood of desire.
