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I felt Dax’s lips at my ear and a wild moan escaped my mouth.
I returned my fingers to my swollen nub and circled it again, massaging it with firm sweeps. I didn’t know what I was doing but it felt nice. Actually, nice had nothing on what I was feeling. It was amazing. Starlit. Combustive. My fingers moved of their own accord as my hips swirled desperately.
Oh God.
I pictured the same lips that had kissed my temple move to my mouth, just as the nerve endings in my pelvic bone united with fiery tension. My jaw fell open and I cried out his name, safe in the knowledge the walls were so thick there wasn’t a chance in hell anyone would have heard. My hips bucked with violently blissful spasms and I surrendered to the rush of heat as it washed over me, dragging me under.
I continued to shudder long after the orgasm had subsided. Something I had never done before. When Dax entered my vision again, I wasn’t so annoyed about it. I was too loose andtoo soft to be annoyed about anything. Promising myself I would only do this once, I let his name fall from my lips in a grateful whisper, then I closed my eyes, and slept.
Something wokeme up with a shock. As I looked around, trying to make sense of my surroundings in the darkness, I heard it again. A muted, muffled crash which drew my eyes to the ceiling. It sounded like the roof of the tower had fallen in.
In my half-asleep, delirious state I thought I heard footsteps outside my room and doors banging elsewhere in the tower. I listened, holding my breath for a few minutes. There were no more loud crashes and no more footsteps. I peeled back the bedcovers and lowered my feet to the floor. I had to know exactly how much damage I’d done to myself and how hard it was going to be to get out of this place. I also had to know if Dax had told me the truth: that I could indeed leave if I wanted.
A shard of pain shot up my left leg as I put weight on it, so I hopped, wincing, out of the bedroom, through the main suite to the door. I took a sobering breath as my hand rested on the handle, then turned it slowly. I fully expected resistance when I pulled it towards me, but it opened, as light as a feather.
With my breath caught in my throat, I looked around the door onto an empty landing. No security guards. I hopped to the threshold and bent my head around the frame. If there had been people running up and down the stairs, they were long gone now. I toyed with the idea of leaving there and then but it would have been pointless. There was no one around and there was no way I’d get to a port or helipad on foot. Literally, ononefoot.
Softly, I closed the door and hobbled back to the bedroom. The second my head hit the luscious pillows, I was out like a light.
The next time I awoke, it was morning. The sound of a silver tray and clinking of breakfastware alerted me to the fact someone was in the suite. I slid out of bed and wrapped the bathrobe around myself before hobbling out of the bedroom.
“Oh, miss, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” The maid was looking at me, sheepishly.
“Don’t worry. I think I’ve slept in a little. What time is it?”
She smiled. “Almost eleven-thirty, miss.”
“Okay.” I shrugged. “I slept ina lot.”
“I hope you’re hungry.” She lifted the cloche from a serving platter, revealing cooked bacon, sausages, baked tomatoes and mushrooms, as well as cold meats, cereals, pastries and fruits. “Master Thorn said you might have an appetite today.”
I sighed. “Right, yes. Because of the accident.”
She frowned. “He said it was because you’d had a restless night. What accident?”
“My ankle,” I said. “I fell and sprained it.” The words sounded impressively clear give my inner dialogue was stuttering around, confused and alarmed. Why did Dax think I’d had a restless night? As far as he knew, I’d been dosed up on Bas-whatever-it-was-called. If he’d had any inkling I hadn’t slept soundly, he…
My eyes darted around the room looking for anything that might resemble a camera but landed on nothing obvious.
“Is everything okay, miss?”
“Yeah, um, fine,” I replied, my gaze scouring the corners and crevices.
“Master Thorn also asked me to give you this.” She handed me an envelope with just my name scrawled in a spidery hand across the front.
“What is it?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know, miss. All he said was it’s the least you deserve.” Her cheeks flushed as though that one sentence had made her privy to not only her boss’s private business, but his private emotions too. “Tell me when you would like to leave and I’ll arrange for a car to collect you right away.”
I took a deep breath and forced it back out along with any morsel of misplaced longing I’d felt for Dax Thorn. “I’d like to leave in one hour.”
She bowed her head and began to back away towards the door. “As you wish, miss.”
“Wait…”
She stopped and jerked her face upwards.
“Thank you,” I said, softly. “You were kind to me and I really appreciate that.”
