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1 " She glanced at him over her shoulder with a seductive grin. "Being adventurous is new for me - and a bit scary." "And 'tis my duty to ensure you enjoy it. "
― Amy Jarecki , Highland Knight of Rapture (Highland Dynasty, #4)
2 " Duncan grasped Eoin's shoulder and pulled them apart. "You'll not be touching my sister again until you are properly wed." He reached for Helen's left arm. "And you will go home with me." Eoin grasped his lady's right hand. "Oh, no, I'm finished with waiting. "
3 " Rocking back on his haunches, he ran the pad of his thumb down her sex and swirled it through her moisture. "You're so wet for me." "Tis a good thing?" she asked with a tremor in her voice. His deep chuckle rolled though her chest. "Aye, a very good thing. "
4 " Helen slipped her fingers into the top of his breeks and pulled on the cord holding them up. An infant's cry squealed from inside the cottage. Eoin touched his forehead to hers and chuckled. "It appears we timed things a bit late." Helen took in a ragged breath. "Will you remember where we are until we're alone this eve?" He nuzzled against her ear. "I'll be thinking of it every moment until then." Maggie's cries rose until they bordered on panic stricken. Helen gave him one last kiss. "Then I shall hold you to it. "
5 " He kissed her temple. "Would you read to me?" "You wouldn't grow bored?" "Not if you were reading, my love." Helen slipped off the bed, tiptoed into the main chamber and retrieved the book from the table. When she returned, Eoin had situated the candelabra to provide good light, and arranged the pillows for comfort. How wonderful it was to be with a man who actually cared enough to do simple things like fluffing the pillows. He opened his arms and beckoned her to him. "Come and tell me what this story's about." "It would be my pleasure, sir knight." Helen climbed up and snuggled into his arms. She opened the cover and read the title. "'The Wedding of Sir Gawain and Dame Ragnelle'." She looked at Eoin and grinned. "The story begins when the mystical knight, Sir Gromer Somer Joure, challenges King Arthur to discover what women desire most, or face dire consequences." He rested his chin on her shoulder and peered at the pages. "You have me entranced already. "
6 " Blessed desire gripped her nether parts as her passion inflamed. Helen shamelessly rocked her hips from side to side. "My, you have turned me into a wanton woman." "And that's a bad thing?" His voice grew deeper with each word. "