Page 27 of A Kiss of Frost
His voice sounded far too amused for her liking and she started to slip away, but his arm remained firmly locked around her waist. She didn’t want to struggle against him, especially with Johnny looking like he was ready for a fight.
“I must have fallen asleep,” she said quickly. “If you’ll go out and get ready for breakfast, I’ll be out in just a moment.”
“And close the door,” Jack added as the children filed reluctantly out of the room, Keffi scampering after them like a herding animal.
Johnny was the last to leave. Based on the way he slammed the door behind, she needed to talk to him and soon. She rolled over to glare up at Jack who looked just as amused as she had expected.
“Why didn’t you just let me get up?”
“In case you have forgotten, you are not wearing any clothes on your upper body.”
Oh.Oh.She’d never gone to bed without clothing on before and she hadn’t even thought about that.
“And given Cecil’s habit of placing his knee in uncomfortable places, I did not want to take the chance.”
His hips flexed against hers and he was just as massively erect as he had been the previous evening.
“I never should have stayed,” she said, clutching the furs to her chest as she sat up and started searching for her missing blouse and camisole. “You should have woken me.”
His amusement vanished.
“I did not want to wake you. You seemed content in my arms and I did not want to sleep alone again.”
There it was again, the desolate note that tugged at her heartstrings.
She sighed. “I’m not sure I wanted to be alone either, but we have to think of the children. What are we going to tell them?”
“I thought your explanation perfectly adequate, and quite true. You did fall asleep in my arms.”
She blushed as she remembered why she had fallen asleep so readily. She had never had such an intense and overwhelming orgasm and simply from his mouth on her breasts and his hand - his claws! - between her fully clothed thighs. What more could he have done if they had both been naked?
The thought sent a pulse of arousal straight to her clit and she saw his eyes gleam, little blue sparks appearing in the depths. He started to lean towards her, and she abandoned the search for her missing camisole and quickly pulled on her blouse.
“No you don’t. If you kiss me again, I’ll be here all day.” He started to respond, and she shook her. “Don’t tell me you have no objection. I’m sure your stomach would object, as well as the children’s.”
He laughed and threw up his hands.
“You are correct as always, zeretta.”
Oh Lord, the children.
“Your explanation may work for the young ones, maybe even Merry,” she added doubtfully. She hadn’t been able to protect her sister from everything that went on in the caravan. “But it certainly won’t fool Johnny.”
“I will speak to him,” he assured her, standing up and stretching.
For a moment, all she could do was stare. The top half of his garment was still down around his waist, sinking perilously low over his narrow hips. She could see the vee of muscle leading down into the opening of the garment, the massive ridge of his erection barely covered by the cloth. In fact, his erection seemed to be the only thing preventing it from falling to his feet. Under other circumstances, she might have found the courage to pull it down, but this was not the time or the place.
“Get dressed,” she hissed, and whirled for the door.
The three youngest children were already at the table as Merry finished wiping their faces. Her sister looked up at her, her eyes sparkling with laughter.
“Your blouse is buttoned wrong.”
She did her best not to wince, especially when Johnny gave her a disgusted look.
“And your hair is a mess.”
Dammit. With a muttered excuse, she hurried into the small bathroom behind the other side of the back wall. The cold water from the pump helped cool her flushed skin and when she emerged, her hair was braided back as tightly as she could manage and her blouse was buttoned – correctly – all the way up to her neck.