Page 47 of High Seduction
Soft and sated. At peace.
A long contented sigh escaped her, and she relaxed against him even more.
“I liked that,” Erin whispered. “Way too much.”
“Oh, love. Stop judging and enjoy. You liked it, I loved it—there’s nothing more to think about. Not now.” He stroked the hair away from her face, and kissed her tenderly. “Come, it’s time for bed.”
CHAPTER13
The door opened and Tim sauntered in, his bright smile lighting the room as much as the sun. He had a food cart in front of him and a bag over one shoulder. “Hey, lazy bones. Haul ass.”
Erin grabbed the comforter and pulled it to her chin, ignoring the scent of coffee that had followed him into the room. “I’m on holidays,” she complained. “Go away.”
“Ha.” He tossed the bag to the floor, then took a flying leap and landed on the bed beside her. The mattress bounced her upward, and before she could react, he had her trapped.
She stared up as he hovered over her, his hands closing around her wrists. He pinned them on either side of her head, and with that one motion he turned her inside out. She couldn’t move, couldn’t escape—
Didn’t want to, either.
“I missed your usual enthusiastic wake-up call.” No matter how firmly she attempted to say the words, they came out breathless and lust-filled.
He leaned in and kissed her. So soft and gentle it was hard to remember that he held her restrained. The contrast between her power and his made her insides turn to jelly.
Tim sat back and pulled her upright. “All sex and no play makes for a holiday you can’t brag about to your friends. Matt had a brilliant idea.”
“He’s home?”
“He is. He’s suggested loaning us some winter gear—if you’d like to go skiing?”
“Serious?”
“Hell, yeah. He’s got some nice hills right in the area, and a snowcat to take us up. Jason will drive.”
“Sounds great, if Matt’s got the equipment to handle all of us.”
Tim raised a brow. “You making a dirty reference to Matt’s equipment? I like how your brain works.”
“Jeez. That was a perfectly ordinary comment.”
He waggled his brows and pulled a laugh from her. Then he proved he was practically perfect by pouring her a coffee.
Moments later they sat in the overstuffed chairs in front of the window, staring over the wintery Hallmark-worthy scene as they consumed fresh-baked muffins and delicate slices of fruit served in crystal goblets.
Erin wasn’t sure if she’d really woken up. “Remind me to be nicer to the people we rescue from now on. Tim, this is not the real world.”
“It is for some people, obviously.” He added another scoop of whipped cream to his fruit, his grin widening. “And there’s nothing wrong with us stepping into their reality for a short while.”
“No, I guess not.”
The muffin was still hot enough to melt the butter, little pools of decadence forming in the second before she put her teeth to it.
“Oh. My. God.”
Tim leaned forward, his gaze intent on her instead of out the window. “Damn, you keep making those kind of noises, and we’ll be late for skiing.”
Erin drew out another long moan, deliberately licking her fingers one by one.
His gaze was hot enough to burn. “Stop now, or face the consequences.”
