The duchess held up her hands. “I’m only saying that sometimes my brother needs a little…shove in the right direction.” She winked. “Besides, not only am I a married woman, but I can tell there’s recently been a certain sparkle in your eyes when you look at Travell.”
At this point, Alyssa was sure that her cheeks were as red as the scandalous garment she held. “Has it been that obvious?” she whispered.
Triana laughed. “Only to me, but that’s because I’ve known you all my life.”When Alyssa didn’t move, but continued to stare at her, Triana put her hands on her hips and said, “What are you waiting for? Go!”
After that, Alyssa didn’t need any further coaxing. She rushed out the door with the box and the garment and ran upstairs.
***
Travell wasn’t sure what woke him, but his eyes opened with the sense that he was no longer alone. He wasn’t even sure what time it was, but it had to be about midday, for while the curtains were drawn and shadows could be found about the room, it was light enough that he could see.
His gaze shifted about the area, looking for the source of what had disturbed his slumber. He stopped when he spied a curvaceous figure standing near the end of his bed. He blinked, sure that his eyes were playing tricks on him.The visionlookedlike Alyssa, the dark waves of her hair falling down her shoulders, but she was wearingsomethingthat wasn’t more than a wisp of red fabric that left little to the imagination. It was a scene from one of his torrid fantasies and surely couldn’t be real.
“I hope I didn’t disturb you.”
He blinked again.That voice...Itevensoundedlike Alyssa. He swallowed. If this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.
The bed shifted as she climbed on top. “Mind if I join you?” she purred.
He tried to speak, but all that came out was an incoherent croak. However, his cock had no problem responding as it twitched with anticipation.
“Nothing to say, Lord Curdiff?” Her lips turned upward in a sultry smile that was sexy as hell. She reached out and ran a fingernail down his forearm. “That doesn’t seem like you.”
He stared at his arm as if it was a foreign object. He couldfeelwhat she was doing. He glanced back at her and thought maybe this wasn’t a dream after all. He’d actually died and gone to heaven.
And that’s when he saw it, a glimmer of hesitation in those green eyes. If she were nothing but a spectral being sent to torment him, she wouldn’t be having any reservations.
Thank God he slept naked.
He reached out and grabbed hold of her arms. He pulled her down, spinning them so that their positions were reversed. She gasped as she became trapped beneath his body and his gaze was instantly drawn to those mouth-watering breasts. Even now he practically salivated, desperate to lick those hardened nipples, the peaks clearly visible through the flimsy garment she wore.
“What are you wearing?” he rasped, his brain still not completely coherent.
Again, there was that flicker of uncertainty. “It was a birthday gift from Tri.” She paused. “Do you not like it?”
His nostrils flared. “Not really.” Her face fell, so he quickly added with a wicked grin, “It covers entirely too much of that luscious body.”
Her face flooded with color and the urge to see her in the clutches of pleasure was more important to him than anythingelseon earth. He lowered his hand between them and lifted the hem of her gown. When he touchedthe heart ofher, he practically came apart,forshe was already wet and ready for him.But he pushed aside his cock’s instant demand for release and found thenubof her desire, knowing his time would come.
He started a lazy, steady rhythm, watching her face the entire time. She clutched the sheets on either side of the bed and closed her eyes, lost to her body’s response to his touch. The sight of her flushed cheeks and the contrast of her dark hair spread about his white pillow was erotic and arousing, the best aphrodisiac he’d everknownbefore.
Then again, he’d never been in love.
His pace quickened,and shearched her back. Travell knew she was close to herpeak, so he lowered his head and nipped the side of her neck, until she shuddered beneath him with a cry of ecstasy. His breathing was labored as the soft sounds she made almost drove him over the edge.
As she floated back to earth, he withdrew his hand and pulled down the fabric of her gown to free her breasts. He bent forward and feasted on her, molding that soft, pliant flesh beneath his hands. It didn’t take long before she was clutching at his shoulders.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, and he complied gladly.
Her full lips were better than any wine he’d ever tasted. It was as if this woman had taken over his entire soul. She was his every breath, his very reason for living.
And when he finally entered her, they both tensed, as the pleasure was almost too muchto bear, it wassointense.
“Travell…”she cried out his name and he ground his teeth. Each exhale rasped out of his body with the struggle of holding himself back, sweat breaking out on his forehead as he increased his pace.
When he didn’t think he could take anymore, he grunted, “Come for me, Alyssa.”
And when she vibrated beneath him a second time, he allowed his orgasm to consume him. Stars danced in front of his vision as it poured out of him on a burst of white-hot lightning.
