Page 115 of Enthrall Shadows
With my other hand I reached for her wrist and grasped the other, lifting them above her head and pressing them against the bark, holding her captive like that. My other hand was still beneath her waistband, fingers flicking her in a leisurely circle.
“Eyes on me when you come,” I demanded.
Her moans grew louder.
A bird took flight, seemingly startled by our heated passion and my taking of this precious woman.
The defiant look in her eyes was fading fast.
Her clit throbbed beneath my touch, an orgasm sweeping over her.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her body writhing.
“Seeing you come is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed,” I said huskily, my throat tight with arousal.
She shuddered as her climax shimmied over her.
“Henry,” she whispered.
Letting go of her wrists, I reached around to the back of her head to protect it from the tree. Still cupping her pussy with my palm, I leaned in and again stole another kiss, our tongues lashing, mouths clashing, her body weakening as she fell against me.
Finally, I broke away and kissed her forehead.
She reached for my zipper.
“No.” I coaxed her hand away. “We keep moving.”
She softened her tone. “I don’t expect anything to come from this.”
I tipped her chin. “We’ve crossed that line.”
“It’s impossible,” she said breathlessly. “You and me.”
“Don’t.”
“But—”
“First, we need to get out of this alive.”
“When we get back—”
“When we get back, we’ll make it work,” I said, trying to control my roiling emotions.
Walking onwards, we continued to navigate the overgrown pathway.
Henry Cole had always seemed out of my realm. Now, it felt foolhardy to even go there.
“Let’s not be intimate again,” I suggested. “Until we’re home.”
He gave me a heart-stopping smile to lower the tension, saying so much with that one gesture—we were having trouble keeping our hands off each other.
The afternoon humidity felt sticky on my skin. The sky’s overcast grey clouds were threatening to break.
We sheltered beneath a waterproof tarp Henry held above our heads, with me huddling close to his towering frame. Rain pelted the plastic sheet, the air turning cooler as we waited for the storm to pass.
We weren’t meant to getthisclose.
Henry would soon reunite with his lost love. Their future together remained uncertain. My desire had to be quenched. I didn’t want to complicate this situation and make it more difficult for him.
