“You tired?”
“No.”
“Good. I’m not either.” Noel got up from the chair and pulled her
into his lap as he sat down on the bed. He situated her legs on
either side of his and hiked up her skirt. He removed the elastic
from her hair and ran his fingers through the downy strands. “Now
about your request.”
“You don’t want to.” She scooted back on his lap. “Really, don’t
patronize me.”
“You use big words to cut me down.” He threaded his fingers in her
hair and tugged slightly, bringing her close. “Sunshine, I very much
want to make love to you.”
“I’m not her and you love—”
Noel kissed the response from her mouth. Love wasn’t in his cards,
but satisfying Cindy all night? That was a different story. He
breathed in the scent of her perfume, something flowery and light.
He brushed his fingers down her bare arm. Her soft skin reminded him
of silk.
Cindy scratched her nails on his shirt and broke the kiss. Her chest
heaved with each breath. He cupped one hand behind her head and used
his other hand to slip the strap of her dress down her shoulder. The
upper swell of her breast came into view. He kissed the soft spot
behind her ear and worked his way down her throat.
Each of her whimpers and sighs imprinted itself on his heart. She
affected him more than the champagne. He licked and nibbled along
her collarbone. Her pulse thrummed beneath his lips. He moved the
other strap low on her arm. Cindy wriggled free from the elastic
bodice of her sundress and put her arms around him. Heat from her
pussy sent a fever through his body.