hasn’t lost his faculties. He’ll cope beautifully
while you recover.” As she spoke she unbuttoned his shirt and
pulled the blanket over him. When she finished there was a knock at
the door. Tasha entered with a tray of soup, orange juice, and
unbuttered toast, which Gwyneth tried to interest Jordan in but he
was already asleep. She opened her book and started to
read.
♥♥♥
It was a few hours later when Jordan
woke with a burning fever. For a long time, Gwyneth bathed his face
and chest until his body cooled and his thrashing stopped. He
seemed more alert, and she was able to feed him a little soup
before he protested he couldn’t eat another bite. “I want to get
up.” He struggled to throw off the covers.
Gwyneth tried to push him back down
gently. “You really should sleep some more,.” As he tried to rise
they were both unbalanced, and she fell, sprawling on top of
him.
Jordan’s tone deepened. “I’ve changed
my mind. I’m going to make love to you.”
Laughing uncertainly, Gwyneth tried to
free her wrists from his tight grasp. “Very funny, Jordan. Please
let me up now. I’m tired and I want to go to bed.” She spoke firmly
but her insides quivered.
“Good, I want you in my bed as well.”
Jordan finally relented and loosened his hold. “Okay, kiss me
goodnight, and I’ll let you go to bed.”
Gwyneth rolled her eyes and bent her
head to place a chaste kiss on his cheek but he turned his head and
her mouth connected with his. The kiss caught her by surprise, as
did the intense wave of desire that overtook her. She looked into
his icy eyes that burned hotly for her and was lost. She failed to
notice they were blurry as she sank against him.
Their clothes disappeared and Jordan
seemed to be touching her everywhere at once. She was soon as ready
for him as he was for her. He hesitated at the threshold before
entering her. Gwyneth gasped when he tore through the barrier of
her innocence, but the pain faded quickly and was replaced by
intense pleasure as they fell into silken rhythms. She came
powerfully as Jordan surged inside her. They collapsed together on
the bed and Jordan was asleep before he hit the pillow.
Drowsily, Gwyneth drifted into sleep,
then suddenly jerked awake. The full impact of what she had done
hit her. She’d had sex with Jordan. Jordan! He hated her and was
suspicious of her affection for his family. My god, what would he
do to her tomorrow? She threw on her clothes and ran to her
bedroom, where she stood in the shower for a long time before going
to her bed where she cried herself to sleep.
Chapter Two
The previous night’s ordeal made
Gwyneth late in rising. She put on clothes in a daze and drew the
brush through her hair lethargically. Gwyneth headed straight for
the kitchen when she got to the bottom of the stairs, where she
found Beth busily preparing lunch. “Good morning, darling. Did you
sleep well?” Beth asked off-handedly.
“Fine,” Gwyneth answered softly. “Can
I help you in some way?”
Beth shook her head so Gwyneth sat at
the table and reached for an apple. “I heard you took care of our
favorite patient last night?” Beth commented as she whipped a
creamy confection. “How did that go?”
Clearing her throat, Gwyneth said
thickly. “It was fine. Er, where is Jordan anyway?”
Beth shrugged and joined her niece at
the table. “You know Jordan—he was gone this morning by
seven-thirty. Howard couldn’t keep him home short of tying him
down.” Beth shook her head and clicked her tongue. “That boy is
such a workaholic.”
Gwyneth was saved having to make any
further conversation of Jordan because Beth changed the subject to
other things. They discussed Gwyneth’s school, her plans for the
summer, and men in her life. At eleven, Beth jumped up from the
table. “My god, I have to finish lunch. I’ll see you this evening,
Gwyneth.”
♥♥♥
Feeling
while you recover.” As she spoke she unbuttoned his shirt and
pulled the blanket over him. When she finished there was a knock at
the door. Tasha entered with a tray of soup, orange juice, and
unbuttered toast, which Gwyneth tried to interest Jordan in but he
was already asleep. She opened her book and started to
read.
♥♥♥
It was a few hours later when Jordan
woke with a burning fever. For a long time, Gwyneth bathed his face
and chest until his body cooled and his thrashing stopped. He
seemed more alert, and she was able to feed him a little soup
before he protested he couldn’t eat another bite. “I want to get
up.” He struggled to throw off the covers.
Gwyneth tried to push him back down
gently. “You really should sleep some more,.” As he tried to rise
they were both unbalanced, and she fell, sprawling on top of
him.
Jordan’s tone deepened. “I’ve changed
my mind. I’m going to make love to you.”
Laughing uncertainly, Gwyneth tried to
free her wrists from his tight grasp. “Very funny, Jordan. Please
let me up now. I’m tired and I want to go to bed.” She spoke firmly
but her insides quivered.
“Good, I want you in my bed as well.”
Jordan finally relented and loosened his hold. “Okay, kiss me
goodnight, and I’ll let you go to bed.”
Gwyneth rolled her eyes and bent her
head to place a chaste kiss on his cheek but he turned his head and
her mouth connected with his. The kiss caught her by surprise, as
did the intense wave of desire that overtook her. She looked into
his icy eyes that burned hotly for her and was lost. She failed to
notice they were blurry as she sank against him.
Their clothes disappeared and Jordan
seemed to be touching her everywhere at once. She was soon as ready
for him as he was for her. He hesitated at the threshold before
entering her. Gwyneth gasped when he tore through the barrier of
her innocence, but the pain faded quickly and was replaced by
intense pleasure as they fell into silken rhythms. She came
powerfully as Jordan surged inside her. They collapsed together on
the bed and Jordan was asleep before he hit the pillow.
Drowsily, Gwyneth drifted into sleep,
then suddenly jerked awake. The full impact of what she had done
hit her. She’d had sex with Jordan. Jordan! He hated her and was
suspicious of her affection for his family. My god, what would he
do to her tomorrow? She threw on her clothes and ran to her
bedroom, where she stood in the shower for a long time before going
to her bed where she cried herself to sleep.
Chapter Two
The previous night’s ordeal made
Gwyneth late in rising. She put on clothes in a daze and drew the
brush through her hair lethargically. Gwyneth headed straight for
the kitchen when she got to the bottom of the stairs, where she
found Beth busily preparing lunch. “Good morning, darling. Did you
sleep well?” Beth asked off-handedly.
“Fine,” Gwyneth answered softly. “Can
I help you in some way?”
Beth shook her head so Gwyneth sat at
the table and reached for an apple. “I heard you took care of our
favorite patient last night?” Beth commented as she whipped a
creamy confection. “How did that go?”
Clearing her throat, Gwyneth said
thickly. “It was fine. Er, where is Jordan anyway?”
Beth shrugged and joined her niece at
the table. “You know Jordan—he was gone this morning by
seven-thirty. Howard couldn’t keep him home short of tying him
down.” Beth shook her head and clicked her tongue. “That boy is
such a workaholic.”
Gwyneth was saved having to make any
further conversation of Jordan because Beth changed the subject to
other things. They discussed Gwyneth’s school, her plans for the
summer, and men in her life. At eleven, Beth jumped up from the
table. “My god, I have to finish lunch. I’ll see you this evening,
Gwyneth.”
♥♥♥
Feeling
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