Page 90 of Temptress in Disguise
“Take me home.”
“To Hartford Hall or Fortune’s Den?”
She cupped his cheek and smiled sweetly. “Anywhere is home when I’m with you.”
ChapterTwenty
Naomi stirred from her slumber, the deathly silence forcing her to open her eyes and examine her surroundings. Fortune’s Den was never this quiet at night.
Though she was alone in bed, the potent smell of her husband’s cologne drew her up on her elbows, for he was undoubtedly close by. She gazed about the candlelit room and noticed him sitting in the chair. A lock of dark hair hung over his brow as he stared at the floor, absorbed in deep thoughts.
Desire unfurled in her belly as she watched him.
Days had passed since they’d made love.
The memory of their last passionate encounter only intensified her craving. She’d survived her ordeal, but their troubles were not over. The need to know him intimately again before he left for the docks had heat pooling in her loins.
“It’s so quiet,” she said softly so as not to alarm him.
He inhaled sharply, his eyes finding hers in the dim light. “Aaron closed the club tonight. He wants us to tackle this matter as a family.”
The matter he spoke of was the possible capture of Jacob Adams.
Three days had passed since the fire at Croft Manor. Mr Daventry had returned to examine the ruins with officers from Bow Street. At Hartford Hall, Uncle Jeremiah still pleaded innocence when the magistrate carted him to gaol. Amongst Melissa’s private effects, Mr Daventry’s agents found personal letters from Mr Holland. Two things had prevented Melissa from marrying him. His lack of funds and the fear he’d one day hang for Jacob Adams’ murder.
“What doyouwant, Aramis?” She would prefer to know he had his brothers’ support when tackling the fiend. A terrible feeling in her gut left her fearing the outcome. Jacob Adams was unstable, unpredictable.
His gaze caressed her bare shoulder. “What do I want to happen at the docks? Or what do I want to happen when I return home?”
The huskiness of his voice sent a delightful shiver down her spine. “Let’s tackle your imminent departure first. Might you change your mind and allow me to come with you?” Was it not better for Lydia to see a familiar face when she was arrested?
“I almost lost you once. I’ll not risk losing you again.” He brushed his hands down his muscular thighs and stood. Dressed all in black, his powerful aura made her sex pulse. “I will ensure Lydia is treated well, but you need to rest.”
“I’m perfectly fine. The stress of the last few weeks has left me a little tired, that’s all.” She sat up, the sheets slipping off her naked body. “Which brings me to what you plan to do when you return home.”
His tongue skimmed his lips as he stared at her breasts. “How is a man supposed to leave to catch a felon when his wife offers him every incentive to stay?”
“Perhaps your wife wishes to give you a parting gift.” She touched herself, her fingers gliding over her breast and tracing her collarbone. “Perhaps she wants to ensure you return home safely, ready to enjoy what other delights she has to offer.”
She climbed out of bed and padded towards him.
His mouth fell open. “Daventry will be here soon.”
“Lock the door, Aramis.” She splayed her hand over his chest, trailed her fingers down past the waistband of his trousers to cup his growing erection. “I’m sure you can indulge your wife for a few minutes. There’s no need to undress. I shall save that pleasure for later.”
A growl rumbled in his throat. He closed his eyes, his head falling back as she smoothed her hand over his solid shaft.
“I need you inside me before you go.”
He looked at her, the heat in his eyes scorching hot. “Do you have any idea how badly I want you?” He cradled her throat and traced her lips with his thumb. “This will be a quick tupping, love.”
“I don’t care how quick it is. I need you. Hurry.”
His guttural groan signalled his submission. He fiddled with his trouser buttons, releasing the placket, his impressive manhood springing free.
Before she could catch her breath, he’d lifted her off the floor and pushed her up against the wall. “Wrap your legs around me. Tell me you want me desperately because I’m entering you now.”
He pushed inside her, so deep they both inhaled sharply.
