finally lured him into sleep with its promise. But then he dreamt of holding Rose in his arms and making passionate love to her, and he woke at sunrise with his body coated in perspiration and heavy with desire.
Why hadn’t she come to him in the night as he’d hoped? The storm had returned round three a.m. and the lightning had once again been spectacular. Surely she couldn’t have slept through such a display? Had stubborn pride stopped her from seeking his reassurance?
Even though he admired her tenacity, he had to find out for himself how she’d fared. Quickly showering and dressing, he glanced at the property sale documents he’d examined minutely into the early hours and took them with him into the living room. There was no sign that his guest had been there.
His stomach clenching with nervous excitement at the thought of seeing her, he left the papers he’d been studying on the coffee table then returned to the room he’d allocated to Rose. He rapped sharply on the door. She didn’t answer straight away and Gene was immediately concerned.
He was about to knock again when the door opened.
‘Morning...’ she murmured. Paler than usual, and distinctly bleary-eyed, her appearance suggested that she too had had trouble sleeping. Her black hair was prettily tousled but her skin looked as smooth and delicious as a peach. She was still in her nightwear—a short white satin affair, with spaghetti straps—and one of the straps had drifted down over a slim shoulder.
Gene took a moment to assemble his emotions. Once again he felt concerned and protective. It was so unlike his usual response at seeing a woman he desired that it honestly perturbed him.
‘Good morning,’ he greeted her. ‘Don’t tell me you didn’t see and hear the lightning last night because I won’t believe you.’
Groaning, she was already shaking her head and tunnelling her fingers through her hair. ‘I’m not going to lie. I didn’t sleep a wink. I wouldn’t say no to some coffee if you’re making it?’
‘Never mind the coffee—why didn’t you knock on my door like I told you to?’
Even as he asked the question Gene stepped over the door’s threshold and, with no intention other than to reassure her, wound his arms round her impossibly slim waist. The act was his undoing. The combination of the silky satin nightdress and the warm, shapely body beneath his hands aroused him more than he’d ever been aroused before...to the point where he couldn’t help but act on sheer primal instinct.
‘I would have held you close all night...protected you...’ he murmured.
In between each word of the huskily voiced affirmation he touched his lips to Rose’s hair then, hearing her gasp softly, he tipped up her chin and touched them to her mouth. The irresistible fusion was hot, sultry...and almost beyond controllable...
Rose glanced up into his eyes, the flat of her hand resting lightly against his chest. But this time there was no suggestion that she wanted him to leave.
‘I—I can’t seem to think straight when I’m around you,’ she confessed. ‘I didn’t come to you last night because I was afraid of what might happen.’
‘What did you think might happen?’
‘I feel like—like I’m under some kind of spell when I’m near you and that makes you dangerous.’
‘You think I’m the one who’s dangerous? You’re the one that’s cast a spell, you little witch...’
‘You should go,’ she breathed, but her fingers were curling into his shirtfront and her eyes were full of longing.
Gene needed no further invitation. ‘Sweetheart, I don’t think so...’ he murmured.
Sweeping her up into his arms, without further ado he carried her across to the lavish double bed. As he laid her down against the rumpled silk sheets his heart beat so fast he was dizzy. Rose wasn’t looking sleepy any more. She looked wide awake, her flawless complexion no longer pale, but softly rouged pink with desire...
As he started to lower the spaghetti straps of her nightgown down over her shoulders, so that the satin mounds of her breasts were more evident, he couldn’t resist a grin. ‘If I’d known you wore such sexy nightwear I would have battered down your door and come to you last night. Honest to God, I would have,’ he swore.
For answer, she made a helpless little sound of hunger and pulled his head down to hers. As they kissed Gene reached down to his back pocket and drew out the foil packet he kept there. There were no more words after that. There was no need. His whole world had narrowed down to these few heatedly charged moments, to the beautiful woman beneath him and their hungry, insatiable need for each other.
When he finally took her, with Rose’s strong, slender thighs wrapped round his middle, he honestly thought he’d died and gone to heaven. It wasn’t just her kisses and her body that were heavenly—everything about her was divine. Already he knew there was no way on earth he would be satisfied with just taking his pleasure and then setting her aside, as he usually did with the women in his life. A strong desire to really get to know her was building inside him.
As she quickly came to her fulfilment her thighs clamped him even tighter and she rode the wild waves that took her. Staring back into her superlative violet gaze, Gene soon followed, issuing a harsh-sounding cry that seemed to emanate from deep inside him. In the aftermath of his climax he was rendered both breathless and speechless for a while before he came back to himself. Then he lay down next to Rose and gently pulled her into his arms.
‘Tu es incroyable...’ he whispered into her ear.
Her pretty cheeks dimpled. ‘I like it when you speak French. You can whisper some more to me, if you like?’
‘Right now I’d willingly do anything you wanted, ma chère.’
‘I might hold you to that...’ With a teasing but knowing smile, Rose held her hand softly against his cheek...
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