Twisted Pursuits by Krystal Morrison Page B

there was a pleasant soreness where he’d been last night and she smiled at the thought, snuggling into his bare chest, his warm skin causing her body to pulse to life.
    He took a few paces, turned and walked on, he came to a halt and she felt herself being lowered; her eyes flew open as the warm water stung her sensitive flesh. She was in a Jacuzzi, she realized and the gurgling water soon began to soothe her, she fell back against the tub to enjoy the effect.
    “I’m sorry I hurt you”, he must have gauged her reaction.
    Her shyness of earlier disappeared and she looked into his eyes which were filled with regret, “it was wonderful and I’m not sorry about any of it”.
    “Why didn’t you tell me?” his fingers were caressing her shoulders above the water and she was finding it difficult to breath.
    “I was afraid you wouldn’t want me if you knew the truth”, he was inches from her lips now, his toned torso hanging over the edge of the bath and she couldn’t think; she wanted him so.
    He swore and caught her mouth into a scorching kiss; triggering flames of desire that threatened to vanquish her.
    She almost wept when he pulled back to mutter, “I am flattered that you chose me to give such a gift to and I’m glad I’m your first”.
    His eyes were an intense hazel and her heart melted at his confession. He made to reclaim her lips but just then there was a knock on the door.
    “That must be Mrs. Stewart. I’d better go to her”, he said but he did not move to it, instead he bent his head to nibble at her lips, she moaned softly.
    He drew back from her painstakingly and quit the room. She stared after him longingly, until gradually reality permeated the air of desire enclosing her. She began to frantically wash her body as she remembered that she had two weddings today. She rushed out of the Jacuzzi, towel dried her body, brushed her teeth with a toothbrush she found in the bathroom cupboard and donned a bathrobe. However as she emerged from the bathroom she began to wonder what she would wear back to the hotel.
    Jordan entered the room then, holding a small bag which he handed to her. Is there anything he   didn’t think of? She wondered, as she emptied the contents of the bag unto the bed.
    “How..?” she faltered ; going scarlet as she envisioned Jordan selecting such personal items of clothing.
    “I sent Daniel for them”, her mouth fell open at that, “don’t worry, I ordered the items and a clerk packaged them. Daniel just collected it”.
    She gave a relieved sigh and waited for him to leave so she could dress but he leaned casually against the door frame, his blazing eyes riveted to her.
    She could feel the color staining her skin as she quickly threw off the robe and slipped into frilly pink undergarments. She didn’t miss his intake of breath as her naked body came into view and her movements suddenly became erotic. She slid the sheer dress over her head and smoothed it over her hips; she heard him shifting on his feet and felt like a sensual goddess.
    He released an audible breath as she finished brushing her hair, easing stiffly from the door frame and guided her into a handsomely furnished sitting room adjoining the bedroom where breakfast was waiting for them
    She barely touched her breakfast as the flames in Jordan’s eyes seemed to burn away her clothing and set her body afire. Disappointment settled in her stomach as they made their way to the garage and set off to the hotel as she had been silently hoping he would repeat some of those wickedly delicious things he’d done last night. All was not lost however as he pulled her into his arms for a fiery kiss, as they got to the hotel’s entrance. She had lost herself in the possession of his lips when he suddenly pulled away.
    “Tonight”, he promised as he helped her out of the car and drove away.
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER ELEVEN
     
     
     
     
    THE DAY SEEMED TO DRAG ON FOREVER as she attempted to divert all her