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Although the day proved painfully long, boredom settling in even before the noon hour hit, I reminded myself that Zen was coming back for me, even if I was trapped in this oversized suite, trying to figure out what to do with myself.
It did have all the amenities I needed. A huge, mounted television sat in both the sitting and bedrooms, but I had no interest in watching television. I located an old laptop in the bottom drawer of one of the nightstands, but I didn’t dare touch it because I was sure it had belonged to the queen, and it felt strange handling something so private.
Malinda had also kept a collection of books in the back of her closet, almost as if she had not wanted anyone to know that she had such a refined interest in such high-minded tales.
I opted for one of the historical novels in the midst and curled up on the bed to read it, but when I started it, I got a fleeting sense of déjà vu as I turned through the pages.
Do I know this one? Have I read it before?
I flipped the cover over and stared at it for a long while, trying to jog my memory, but it meant nothing to me, and I stifled a sigh of resignation, unable to focus on the rest of the book now.
I wasn’t sure if I could stay in the gilded cage for much longer. I know it was for my own protection, but…
The question was, how was I going to tell Zen this without him getting upset? He was taking incredible steps to keep me protected, and I was complaining because I was bored.
The faint creak of the outer door opening sat me up, and I called out. “Zen?”
He appeared at the threshold between the rooms, his handsome face drawn with tiredness from the day. Confused, I looked around for the time, but I realized I had no sense for the hour at that moment.
“How was your day, Little Mouse?” he asked casually, ambling toward me. “Did the guards give you everything you needed?”
I nodded, even though I hadn’t bothered the guards with anything.
“Is that right?” Zen asked suspiciously. “Because the way I hear it, you haven’t eaten anything all day.”
I shrugged and grinned sheepishly as he perched beside me on the bed, placing a hand on my bare calf, below the line of my skirt. “I didn’t want to trouble them,” I explained. “And you did promise me dinner.”
“You’renotbothering them. That’s what they’re here for,” he reminded me, leaning forward to kiss my lips. “Lucky for you, I sent them down to the kitchen to have the cooks whip us up a feast.”
I returned his kiss readily, the day’s stresses melting away as his mouth crashed into mine.
“Mm…” he sighed, pulling back to look at me. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
“Me too,” I agreed eagerly, extending my arms toward him.
“Tomorrow, you’ll have to tell them to bring you food,” he warned. “Or else I’ll designate a personal maid to you.”
I yanked my head back and began to shake my head vehemently. “Oh, gods, no! That would be weird, Zen. I mean, we were just working together…”
He laughed, pulling me back toward him, and I allowed him to kiss me again, his tongue sliding between my lips. Instantly, I relaxed in his embrace, shivers of pleasure sliding up and down my spine, our mouths fusing together.
Onto my knees I rose, without losing the friction of our kiss until I straddled his muscular thighs, his hands cupping my hips to balance me on top of him. Already I could feel him growing hard and ready for me beneath the thick material of his suit pants.
My mouth lifted, and I rubbed my nose against his, eyes half-closed. “I’m glad you’re back. I was really going stir crazy in here without you.”
“Hmm, I know. I got back as soon as I could. You really do make for great inspiration.”
His hands slowly lifted around the edge of my blouse, pulling the light silk over my head and tossing it aside as I slowly began to rock against him.
I nuzzled my nose against his cheek, my lips trailing over the soft scruff of his face toward his neck and ear. His mouth found the curve of my neck, his hands reaching up to cup my heated breasts with full palms.
His kisses hardened my nipples, sinking my hands into his thick head of hair as he sampled and tasted my skin. Moaning softly, I released his earlobe from my lips.
A rush of heat burst through me, warming Zen’s crotch, and he grunted, his kisses growing hotter around my nipple. His hands trailed down to hike up my skirt and pull away my panties.
Rip!
With a single, fluid motion, he had reduced the lace garments to tatters, the gesture only arousing me more. I was soaked now, my waist gyrating against him as I released my hold on his head to free him, too.
