‘Oh, really?’ he ribbed, arching his eyebrow. His hand still held hers, his thumb rubbed the inside of her wrist. She gave him a playful smile, which he found incredibly sexy.
‘Hmm, never tumbled out of a nightclub without my trousers, though,’ she mused.
‘It was Fox’s doing,’ he retorted, half laughing, ‘I was led astray.’
‘You both had beautiful women on each arm,’ she chided, looking directly at him. He lowered his gaze. For a moment neither of them spoke. Then she asked the question, unable to avoid, she had to know. ‘Tobias, you seem to know your way round here – have you stayed before?’
‘Yes.’ Now he was looking directly at her. She swallowed, they both knew what was coming next.
‘Who with?’
‘A lady whom I’ve known a very long time and grown extremely fond of, despite her waywardness.’ Megan felt like she’d been punched in the stomach. Her jaw dropped. She pulled her hand away sharply. Tobias grabbed it back. ‘Aunt Celia.’
Relief flooded her. ‘Seriously, you brought Celia here?’
‘Yes,’ he laughed, ‘I took her to Royal Ascot last year for her eightieth birthday and we stayed here, too. Separate rooms, obviously.’ His lips twitched. He’d loved her reaction, her jealousy giving his confidence a boost.
‘You enjoy teasing me, don’t you?’ She looked narrowly at him.
‘Yes, I do,’ he replied, his eyes dancing with devilment. She couldn’t help but laugh; he was incorrigible.
After finishing their meal and the bottle of wine they made their way up the grand staircase. Megan had expected to feel those butterfly nerves fluttering away in the pit of her stomach, but she didn’t. Instead she was overcome with a sense of wellbeing, having thoroughly enjoyed being in Tobias’ company all day. He made her feel special. As they entered the room he took her in his arms and kissed her, gently at first, then as her hands ran through his hair, the pressure of his lips intensified, plunging further. Megan’s hands then slipped under his jacket and pulled him further into her, and she could feel how hard he was already.
‘Megan,’ he whispered huskily, pulling himself away.
His eyes were dark with passion as he watched her undress and climb into the huge bed. Tobias stripped, leaving his body completely bare. Red-hot desire burnt through her. He was an Adonis. His eyes locked with hers, as he rolled back the covers to reveal her body. He slowly devoured every detail: the round, firm breasts dusted with freckles, curved hips, flat stomach and shapely, long legs. He homed in on the silk triangle of dark hair, inviting him. He dipped his head to kiss both breasts, running his tongue over her hard nipples, then lowered his lips to caress her stomach, then finally his tongue moved down over the intimate parting of her, making Megan cry out in pleasure. He gently probed, relishing the taste of her. Megan grabbed his shoulders.
‘Tobias, please,’ she pleaded. He ran his face up her body and found her lips. Megan stroked his muscular back, loving the contours of his warm skin. He claimed her mouth again, whilst gently parting her thighs.
‘Tell me you want me,’ he whispered darkly.
‘You know I do,’ she begged, wrapping her arms round him.
‘Tell me.’
‘Tobias, I want you.’ This sent him into overdrive. With a groan he placed himself between her soft thighs and edged into her, making her gasp. Slowly he pushed further until he was fully inside her. She clutched his buttocks, then he started to move steadily, deeper and deeper sending her into ecstasy. Tobias pressed harder. He’d waited a long time for this and couldn’t control himself any longer. Megan arched her back, he could feel her breasts against his chest. With a guttural cry his body juddered and he erupted like a volcano, only just managing to withdraw. Megan cried out in pleasure, clinging to him. They both lay still for a moment, savouring what had happened. Tobias rolled onto his back, while Megan snuggled into his chest. ‘That was amazing,’ she murmured.
‘I know,’ he gruffly replied, kissing her forehead. ‘Megan?’
‘Yes?’
‘Promise you won’t read anymore bloody articles about me?’
She laughed. ‘I promise.’ He nudged her to face him. He looked serious.
‘I don’t want anything to come between us, do you understand?’
She was touched. ‘Don’t worry,’ she soothed, and gently kissed his lips.
He cursed himself for not using protection, but he’d truly got lost in the moment. What she could do to him was frightening. He was totally bewitched.
