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think like that, she adjured herself with sudden fierceness. It ’ s irrelevant. You ’ re not looking for a soulmate but a lover, for the occasional night of mutual passion and fulfilment, and in that respect Liam could have been the answer to your prayer.
But he ’ s gone, so you ’ ll just have to forget the ‘ might-havebeen ’ and continue the search elsewhere — one of these days.
And, with a determined nod, Cat applied herself to her breakfast.
The meal over, she repacked her case, leaving out only a change of underwear and the clothes she ’ d worn the previous evening, then went into the bathroom to have a shower.
She stood for a while, eyes closed, under the powerful cascade, relishing its sting against her flesh, then reached for the soap.
But someone was there before her.
‘ Allow me, ’ Liam murmured, sliding warm arms around her and drawing her back against him.
Cat yelped, her heart banging against her ribcage in shock. ‘ What are you doing here? ’ she demanded raggedly as she started to breathe again.
‘ I came to wish you good morning, ’ he said, deftly taking the soap from her unresisting hand and making it into a lather. He began to apply it slowly and gently to her damp skin, making little circular movements, covering her breasts, belly and thighs with the creamy foam.
Cat felt an almost drugging weakness begin to invade her senses under his ministrations, and realised that if he hadn ’ t been holding her she would probably have slid limply to the floor of the shower.
‘ But I ’ m not going to ask if you slept well, because I know you did, ’ he added softly in her ear.
‘ Yes. ’ It was barely more than a croak. Her head fell back against his shoulder as the delicate movements of his hands shifted to a more intimate dimension.
‘ But now… ’ his lips found the sensitive spot beneath her ear ‘ …now you ’ re awake again. ’
Her only answer was a sigh, as Liam discarded the soap and began to caress her breasts, teasing the excited nipples with his fingertips. She could feel the pressure of his arousal, and moved against him with deliberate provocation.
His reaction was immediate. He turned her to face him, his mouth seeking hers hotly and without reserve, then lifted her in his arms and brought her down to him, his wet, slippery body joining effortlessly with hers in one swift act of possession.
Cat clung to him, mouth locked to his, her arms round his neck and her legs twined round his waist, her whole self attuned to the burning rhythm of his powerful thrusting. Her own response was ardent and complete.
When the first tiny tendrils of pleasure began to uncurl inside her she gasped against his lips, but as the sensations intensified, and she felt all control sliding away, she gave a small, frightened cry.
‘ Don ’ t fight me, darling. ’ He muttered the words hoarsely into her mouth. ‘ Just — let go. ’
The breath sobbed in her throat as she obeyed, and felt the first fierce shaft of ecstasy piercing her to the soul. She could hear herself moaning in a kind of delirium as her body seemed to dissolve in one rapturous convulsion after another, and was aware of him shuddering against her as his body found its own powerful release.
She was still clinging to him, sated, exhausted, when he turned off the water and lifted her out of the cubicle. He grabbed a bath sheet from the rail and flung it round them both as he carried her into the bedroom.
When she could speak, she said, with a kind of wonder, ‘ Is that — really how you say good morning? ’
They were lying on the bed together, still wrapped in towelling, as well as each other ’ s arms.
Liam kissed her gently on the mouth. ‘ Indeed it is, ’ he murmured. ‘ Also goodnight, and on really lucky days good afternoon, too. ’
‘ My God, ’ she said faintly. She moved back a little, studying him. ‘ How did you get in here, anyway? ’
‘ The chambermaid
But he ’ s gone, so you ’ ll just have to forget the ‘ might-havebeen ’ and continue the search elsewhere — one of these days.
And, with a determined nod, Cat applied herself to her breakfast.
The meal over, she repacked her case, leaving out only a change of underwear and the clothes she ’ d worn the previous evening, then went into the bathroom to have a shower.
She stood for a while, eyes closed, under the powerful cascade, relishing its sting against her flesh, then reached for the soap.
But someone was there before her.
‘ Allow me, ’ Liam murmured, sliding warm arms around her and drawing her back against him.
Cat yelped, her heart banging against her ribcage in shock. ‘ What are you doing here? ’ she demanded raggedly as she started to breathe again.
‘ I came to wish you good morning, ’ he said, deftly taking the soap from her unresisting hand and making it into a lather. He began to apply it slowly and gently to her damp skin, making little circular movements, covering her breasts, belly and thighs with the creamy foam.
Cat felt an almost drugging weakness begin to invade her senses under his ministrations, and realised that if he hadn ’ t been holding her she would probably have slid limply to the floor of the shower.
‘ But I ’ m not going to ask if you slept well, because I know you did, ’ he added softly in her ear.
‘ Yes. ’ It was barely more than a croak. Her head fell back against his shoulder as the delicate movements of his hands shifted to a more intimate dimension.
‘ But now… ’ his lips found the sensitive spot beneath her ear ‘ …now you ’ re awake again. ’
Her only answer was a sigh, as Liam discarded the soap and began to caress her breasts, teasing the excited nipples with his fingertips. She could feel the pressure of his arousal, and moved against him with deliberate provocation.
His reaction was immediate. He turned her to face him, his mouth seeking hers hotly and without reserve, then lifted her in his arms and brought her down to him, his wet, slippery body joining effortlessly with hers in one swift act of possession.
Cat clung to him, mouth locked to his, her arms round his neck and her legs twined round his waist, her whole self attuned to the burning rhythm of his powerful thrusting. Her own response was ardent and complete.
When the first tiny tendrils of pleasure began to uncurl inside her she gasped against his lips, but as the sensations intensified, and she felt all control sliding away, she gave a small, frightened cry.
‘ Don ’ t fight me, darling. ’ He muttered the words hoarsely into her mouth. ‘ Just — let go. ’
The breath sobbed in her throat as she obeyed, and felt the first fierce shaft of ecstasy piercing her to the soul. She could hear herself moaning in a kind of delirium as her body seemed to dissolve in one rapturous convulsion after another, and was aware of him shuddering against her as his body found its own powerful release.
She was still clinging to him, sated, exhausted, when he turned off the water and lifted her out of the cubicle. He grabbed a bath sheet from the rail and flung it round them both as he carried her into the bedroom.
When she could speak, she said, with a kind of wonder, ‘ Is that — really how you say good morning? ’
They were lying on the bed together, still wrapped in towelling, as well as each other ’ s arms.
Liam kissed her gently on the mouth. ‘ Indeed it is, ’ he murmured. ‘ Also goodnight, and on really lucky days good afternoon, too. ’
‘ My God, ’ she said faintly. She moved back a little, studying him. ‘ How did you get in here, anyway? ’
‘ The chambermaid
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