Page 94 of The Mech Who Loved Me
Kincaid stole a kiss, and Ava was suddenly overcome—not by embarrassment, but by a heated curl of desire. She moaned into his mouth, kissing him back with ardent, barely restrained desire, until he captured her face and drew back, leaving a scant inchbetweenthem.
"I notice you don't deny you wanted tofuckme."
The words fell into the silence of the carriage. Kincaid slid a hand down her shoulder and cupped her breast in his palm. Ava caught herbreath.Yes.
"That would be lying," she whispered in return, aching for him to extend the touch. "And I try not to lie if I canhelpit."
He'd told her to wear nothing beneath her skirts, and the sudden flush of heat between her thighs wasslick.
The smile on his lips was positively decadent. His thumb found her nipple behind the thick fabric, rubbing a little, teasing her. Ava shifted on the carriage seat. "Was that the night it began," he whispered, her nipple hardening beneath his touch, "foryou?"
She'd promised not to lie. "Do you remember the day you were helping me set up my laboratory? You were lifting all of the heavier items I had: the box with my microscope, and the brass spectrometer I use to test my CV levels... and it was a warmer day, and you took offyourcoat."
"I remember." That thumb said,go on. "It was two days before the Garden of Eden. You were wearing white. Layers upon layers of lace and muslin. You didn't realize I could make out the shape of your legs beneath your skirts when you stood in the doorway with the lightbehindyou."
Ava shuddered, biting her lip as he deliberately pinched her nipple. "Oh." She cupped her hand over his, forcing him to caress her entire breast. She wanted to touch herself between her legs, to rub her fingers there, the way she sometimes did when she was alone in bed. Her fingers curled into a fist. That wasn't something a ladyadmitted.
But he'd always challenged her to accept hersexuality.
He'd love it if she touched herself in front of him. Ava justknewit.
Opening her eyes, she stared into his. "The very moment I first saw you I was taken aback. You were so large." She stroked his shoulder, shifting onto her knees. "Intimidating. I was still a little uncertain of you when you helped me with my laboratory. And yet, that night, when I lay alone in bed...." Sheshuddered.
"Go on," hewhispered.
And Ava slid into his lap, settling one thigh on either side of his hips, trying to manage her skirts, trying to find her balance. Kincaid caught her hips, dragging her closer until she couldn't help feeling the hard-muscled thighs beneath her, and the leather straps around his legs that were part of his legbraces.
"What did you do, Ava?" He stroked her thigh, making no attempt to avoid the areas that made hershiver.
"I touched myself," she whispered. "You'd rolled your sleeves up, and I kept thinking of the muscles in your arms, the blue ofyoureyes."
"Where?" Of course he wouldn't leave itatthat.
Heat flooded her cheeks. "You knowwhere."
"Showme."
"Please tell me you're not going to stop tonight," shewhispered.
His thumb rasped along her inner thigh, breaking off just before he reached the very area where her fingers had been. "I'm not goingtostop."
A flood of relief—and nervousness—swept through her. "Good. For I should be tempted to commit a crime of my own if youeven think about ittonight."
"Someone sounds determined," heteased.
"I want you," she breathed, coaxing her hands over his chest and absorbing the sensation of his coat. "I've always wanted you. And it means a lot to me... to think of making lovetoyou."
Kincaid grasped her hips, hauling her closer to him so her legs straddled his thighs. "Pull up your skirts. And then show me where you touchedyourself."
"Here?" She glanced toward the window, but nobody couldseeher.
Kincaid's wicked smile sent a flush of heat through her. "Right here," he said. "I want to see if you obeyed meornot."
Ava grabbed a handful of her skirts, yanking them, inch by inch, out of the way. It bared her stockings to the cool night air, and his hands. She shivered as metal raked over her skin, his thumbs stroking up her inner thighs and catching beneath hergarters.
"Wider," he whispered, kissing the line of her jaw as he shoved her knees furtherapart.
She'd never felt so exposed inherlife.
