capture it.
A purr of pure delight whispered through her lips and he
breathed it in as his lips moved gently over hers. When her tongue shyly
ventured to tease his, West’s manhood sat up and took notice. Deeper, harder.
Excitement gripped Madeline, she was enthralled. Weston’s
lips were so full, so gentle—God, so good. Surrendering to a wild hunger, she
ate at his mouth, nibbling and licking, asking for whatever he would give her.
When he groaned, she strained to be closer, gripping his hair, boldly slipping
one leg over his. “More,” she whispered, rubbing her breasts against his chest
in abandon.
All of West’s reservations receded as if they were pulled
away by the ebb of the tide. He growled, pulling her closer still, his mouth
devouring hers. The woman he held in his arms was hungry and he wanted to give
her what she craved.
He pressed himself to her, his erection hot and hard between
them, giving her the urge to ask for even more. She ground her lower body
against his, craving something she’d never had…
But she wasn’t going to have it tonight.
West pulled back, his breathing harsh. Touching his forehead
to hers, he nuzzled her cheek. “We’d better stop. While I still can.”
What if she hadn’t wanted him to stop? Didn’t she get a
vote? Guess not. “Okay. Do we put the pillows between us now?”
“No.” He snorted, hoping he was telling the truth. “I have
more self-control than that. Turn over.” He directed her to place her back
against his front. “Rest now. We’ll sort all of this out tomorrow.” He kissed
her neck, and she settled into his arms with a sigh. “Thank you for the tickets
to sail on the Elissa.” He realized they were genuine now, as genuine as she
was. “I don’t think I’ll share those with Rod.”
“I’m glad you like them. They were given to me by the
chamber for my volunteer work. When you’re out at sea on the tall ship, you can
remember me.” Noticing the time on the clock, she saw that it was after
midnight. “Thank you, Weston. This is the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had.”
“Valentine’s Day isn’t over yet, it’s only just begun.”
“True.” Although, it would be over for her once the sun rose
and he slipped from her life. The only connection with him she’d have would be
the hotel renovations. There wouldn’t be any more chances to sleep in his arms.
“But this is one night I’ll never forget. I’m just sorry I used you.” Then, it
hit her. “I wonder what happened to Rod?”
“You didn’t use me.” West tightened his arms around her.
“And I don’t care what happened to Rod,” he whispered. “I’m just glad he didn’t
show up.”
Downstairs…Elaine stretched and handed Rod his shirt. “You
are one talented man.”
He took it, pulling it over his head. “You’re not so bad
yourself, Cupid.”
Elaine glanced nervously in the corner, making sure her bow
and arrows were well hidden. “Elaine, my name is Elaine.”
Rod leaned down to kiss her. “I don’t care what your name
is, I like you so well, I’m going to wave the fee.”
With a sly smile, she sat up, grabbing the sheet to cover
her ample assets. “You can never put a price on pleasure…or love,” Elaine
purred, glancing up at the ceiling. “Madeline Cross, you owe me one.”
*
* *
When Madeline woke, she felt like a million dollars. The sun
was shining bright. She’d never slept better in her life. “West.” Rolling over,
she couldn’t wait to touch him one more time.
The other side of the bed was empty. Of course.
But, there was a note.
Maddie’s heart sank. Well, it was fun while it lasted. She
picked up the note and read…
Maddie,
Sorry I had to run, but I had some
important things to take care of. Thank you for an amazing evening and for your
hospitality. I enjoyed myself and you more than I can say.
You’ll be hearing from me soon.
West
“Shoot,” she whined, falling over. Would she ever know what
it was
A purr of pure delight whispered through her lips and he
breathed it in as his lips moved gently over hers. When her tongue shyly
ventured to tease his, West’s manhood sat up and took notice. Deeper, harder.
Excitement gripped Madeline, she was enthralled. Weston’s
lips were so full, so gentle—God, so good. Surrendering to a wild hunger, she
ate at his mouth, nibbling and licking, asking for whatever he would give her.
When he groaned, she strained to be closer, gripping his hair, boldly slipping
one leg over his. “More,” she whispered, rubbing her breasts against his chest
in abandon.
All of West’s reservations receded as if they were pulled
away by the ebb of the tide. He growled, pulling her closer still, his mouth
devouring hers. The woman he held in his arms was hungry and he wanted to give
her what she craved.
He pressed himself to her, his erection hot and hard between
them, giving her the urge to ask for even more. She ground her lower body
against his, craving something she’d never had…
But she wasn’t going to have it tonight.
West pulled back, his breathing harsh. Touching his forehead
to hers, he nuzzled her cheek. “We’d better stop. While I still can.”
What if she hadn’t wanted him to stop? Didn’t she get a
vote? Guess not. “Okay. Do we put the pillows between us now?”
“No.” He snorted, hoping he was telling the truth. “I have
more self-control than that. Turn over.” He directed her to place her back
against his front. “Rest now. We’ll sort all of this out tomorrow.” He kissed
her neck, and she settled into his arms with a sigh. “Thank you for the tickets
to sail on the Elissa.” He realized they were genuine now, as genuine as she
was. “I don’t think I’ll share those with Rod.”
“I’m glad you like them. They were given to me by the
chamber for my volunteer work. When you’re out at sea on the tall ship, you can
remember me.” Noticing the time on the clock, she saw that it was after
midnight. “Thank you, Weston. This is the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had.”
“Valentine’s Day isn’t over yet, it’s only just begun.”
“True.” Although, it would be over for her once the sun rose
and he slipped from her life. The only connection with him she’d have would be
the hotel renovations. There wouldn’t be any more chances to sleep in his arms.
“But this is one night I’ll never forget. I’m just sorry I used you.” Then, it
hit her. “I wonder what happened to Rod?”
“You didn’t use me.” West tightened his arms around her.
“And I don’t care what happened to Rod,” he whispered. “I’m just glad he didn’t
show up.”
Downstairs…Elaine stretched and handed Rod his shirt. “You
are one talented man.”
He took it, pulling it over his head. “You’re not so bad
yourself, Cupid.”
Elaine glanced nervously in the corner, making sure her bow
and arrows were well hidden. “Elaine, my name is Elaine.”
Rod leaned down to kiss her. “I don’t care what your name
is, I like you so well, I’m going to wave the fee.”
With a sly smile, she sat up, grabbing the sheet to cover
her ample assets. “You can never put a price on pleasure…or love,” Elaine
purred, glancing up at the ceiling. “Madeline Cross, you owe me one.”
*
* *
When Madeline woke, she felt like a million dollars. The sun
was shining bright. She’d never slept better in her life. “West.” Rolling over,
she couldn’t wait to touch him one more time.
The other side of the bed was empty. Of course.
But, there was a note.
Maddie’s heart sank. Well, it was fun while it lasted. She
picked up the note and read…
Maddie,
Sorry I had to run, but I had some
important things to take care of. Thank you for an amazing evening and for your
hospitality. I enjoyed myself and you more than I can say.
You’ll be hearing from me soon.
West
“Shoot,” she whined, falling over. Would she ever know what
it was
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