Darknight (The Witches Of Cleopatra Hill Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
By then it was nearly ten, but we still had plenty of time; apparently the potluck didn’t start until two. And I could tell exactly what Connor had in mind when he pulled off his sweater and T-shirt, then asked, “Ready for a shower?” Without waiting for a reply, he undid the buttons on my cardigan and eased it off my shoulders, then drew my camisole over my head. Already heat was beginning to swirl through me in anticipation of him touching me once again. Goddess knows I wanted to touch him as well, draw my fingers over that smooth skin of his so I could feel the muscles beneath, then take him in my hands and feel his rock-hard arousal. “Almost as ready as you,” I replied, and brushed my fingertips against the bulge in his boxer-briefs, then laughed as he gasped. He reached for me, but I slipped out of his grasp and ran up the stairs, with him only a pace or two behind. We burst into the bathroom, and he caught me and pulled me against him, kissing my mouth, my neck, moving down to my breast.
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