To Trap A Temptress (Southern Sanctuary - Book 2) by Jane Cousins Page B

there’ll be a next time?  The reunion only lasts another two days.”
    Well
considering he envisioned them spending a lifetime together there would
probably come another time or two when she might have to dig into her bag of
tricks but he didn’t want to scare her off. 
    “Well
since we both know you’re not the sweet obliging goody two shoes everyone seems
to think you are and I’m… well me… yeah I pretty much guarantee it.”
    “Well.” 
She got to her feet, stretching for a moment.  “It’s late, time for
bed.”  She walked around the coffee table to stand over him.  “Are
you going to be okay?”
    “Peachy.” 
    She
laughed.  “Legs still not working?”  She offered him a helping
hand.  “It takes some subjects longer than others to get the feeling back
in...”  She swallowed the rest of her words as Drum flowed like liquid to
his feet, all too close now and towering over her.
    “My
recovery times are generally pretty good.”  He intimated with a dark
promising smile.  “You’re trembling…” He noted, missing nothing as he
observed her.  “But you’re not afraid?”
    “No.”
She forced out the truth despite the embarrassment it caused her.
    “My…
size doesn’t scare you?”
    “You
have an annoying tendency to loom over me… but scared?”  Her breath
hitched in her throat as a butterfly waltz began in her lower stomach. 
“Of course not.”
    “Because
you’re the big bad Doctor who can protect herself or because you know I would
never hurt you?”
    “Both.”
    “Even
if I.”  Leaning down Drum wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her
up, bringing her up to rest against his chest, her feet dangling free.  “Do
this?”
    Awkwardly
Nell bought her hands up to rest on his large shoulders, fighting the urge to
wrap her legs around his waist and snuggle in closer.  “You... I...
We...”  She swallowed hard.
    “I
like where this conversation is going… you… me… we… and?”
    “We….” 
She determinedly met his black gaze, she was a grown woman, she could do
this.  “Could take this upstairs… to the bedroom.”
    “Even
though I acted like such an ass all evening?”
    Nell
huffed out an indignant sigh.  “Why would you bring that up right now?”
    “Because
I don’t think you’ve completely forgiven me yet Doc.”
    “I
don’t have to forgive you… to…”  Hot colour swamped her cheeks.
    “Fuck
me..?”  He enquired, raising a dark eyebrow in query.
    “I
was going to say sleep with you.”  Honestly, couldn’t the behemoth just
stop talking and sweep her upstairs for a night of wild passion?  Instead
he appeared intent upon raking up the coals of her earlier anger.  “Would
you put me down please?” 
    “Not
until we get a few things cleared away.  I appreciate the invitation
upstairs possibly more than my simple He-man nature will let me articulate
right at this minute.”
    Nell
huffed out another breath.  “There’s no reason to make fun of me.”
    “Oh
Doc, do you see me laughing here?  Does it feel like I’m joking?” 
    He
lowered her ever so excruciatingly slowly down the length of his body until her
soft thighs were pressed up tight against his unmistakeably rigid cock. 
    The
hot colour in Nell’s cheeks now spreading throughout her entire body. 
“Then I don’t understand…”  The rest of her words were lost as Drum bent
slightly and captured her soft warm lips with his. 
    The
butterflies in her stomach dive bombed to set up a loud techno party between
her legs, the throbbing beat pulsing out an ache that demanded to be a
quenched.  His onslaught was relentless as his tongue slipped into her
mouth, darting, teasing, taunting her.  Goddess she wanted this man, right
here, right now.  One of her hands slipped around the back of his neck,
her fingers disappearing into his thick luxurious pelt of short hair. A growl
of pleasure rumbled in the back of his throat as she dragged the nails of her
other