Page 17 of The Winter Rogue
Glaring silently up at him, Charlene took half a sandwich and started eating it.Within a few bites, the food was entirely gone.
Drew set the tray down and caught her gaze.“You have my sincerest apologies.”
“I must admit, it was quite funny in hindsight.”Charlene quirked her lush lips in a small smile.
“Your face when you took the first bite of eggs was priceless,” he chuckled.
She joined in, the pair of them dissolving into deep belly shaking laughter.It took a moment for Drew to get himself under control and straighten up, and she mirrored him.
Drew looked at her in the late morning light, her cheeks flushed with mirth, and desire ripped through him like a rogue wave.He reached for her, hauling her into his arms.Without speech, for words were not needed, their lips crashed together along with their bodies—almost as if they were drawn there by some unseen force.
God, he loved the feel of her soft curves melding against his harder planes as their tongues tangled.His cock ached with his need to be inside her, but he reminded himself that even this kiss was too far.
He’d just promised Polly this would cease.
Charlene pulled back a bit and moaned softly, “More.I need your hands on me again.”
Drew cursed under his breath as any will he had to fight this pull between them fled.
Sitting down on the sofa in front of the fireplace, he pulled her into his lap, kissing her again, long and deep, as he let his hands roam over her body.He cupped her breast and lamented the fabric between his hand and her flesh,.though he shouldn’t be touching her.Guilt swirled with desire as he continued to lick and taste her mouth, seeking more soft whimpers and low moans.When he found the hem of her skirts, he delved underneath and to his utter delight found a limb clad in woolen hose.As he continued to ravage her mouth, Drew slid his hand up her leg until he found the silk of her thigh.Charlene shuddered as he stroked her leg, continuing to push higher…
She had no drawers on.
Drew broke the kiss and stared at her.“Where are your underthings?”The words grated out of him as lust threatened to choke him.
“I wore trousers under the dress when I fled.I-I did not have any with me.”Charlene’s cheeks flushed impossibly redder.
Drew groaned as he recaptured her lips.His seeking fingers reached the nest of curls at the juncture of her thighs and slipped between the soaked lips of her pussy.His cock throbbed as he felt how wet she was.He teased a finger along her slit, stroking over her demanding clit with a slow, deliberate touch.Her hips bucked as she whimpered into his mouth.
Finally, some sense of propriety penetrated Drew’s desire induced haze.“We…we should stop this.”He sucked in a breath as his finger teased at her soaked entrance.“You should slap me and leave.”
“Why?”Charlene asked, biting her lower lip.“Why…why would I end something that feels so good?”
“Fuck, you test my limits, woman.”Drew slid his finger deep inside her and listened to her moan of pleasure.“What we are doing is wrong.I am not your husband, not even your betrothed.”
Unable to stop himself, he plunged his finger in and out of her as he teased his thumb over her clit.
Charlene cried out in surprised pleasure.“Please,” she whined softly.“Don't stop.Never stop.”Her hips were bucking, driving his fingers inside her once more.
He added a second one and thrust inside of her as he wanted to do with his aching cock.
“Drew…” She moaned his name, drawing out the last syllables on a whimper.
It was all he could do not to come in his trousers then and there; between hearing his name on her lips and feeling her arse rubbing over his erection—
“Good God, you are beautiful,” he murmured, low and rough as she writhed on his fingers.
The door of the study swung open.
“Bloody hell, Drew!”The explosion of another man's voice shattered the moment.
“Get out,” Drew gritted out the words as Charlie all but fell out of his lap in her attempt to disentangle herself.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Billy flee the room as she staggered to her feet and attempted to put her skirts back in place.
“Oh, God!”Charlie breathed and then ran from the study once again, her face flaming red as she pressed her hands to her cheeks.
Drew let his head drop back against the sofa.“Bloody fucking hell!”
Before he could think, before he could register a single moment of clarity, he brought his fingers coated in her juices to his lips and sucked them clean.
