Free The Charmer by Kate Hoffmann

appendages on his body. But when the buckets were filled, she led him inside the hut. To his surprise, it was warm and cozy inside.
    Cedar benches lined three walls and a small electric stove was positioned in the center. “Wow. A sauna.”
    Tenley set the buckets next to the stove and stretched out on one of the benches. “My grandfather built this for my grandmother. She was Finnish and she grew up with one of these. Her family was from northern Michigan. They didn’t have indoor plumbing so this is the way they took a bath. Except they’d cut a hole in the ice afterward and jump in.”
    “We’re not going to do that are we?”
    “No, we’ll just roll around in the snow. It works the same way.”
    “And this is what your family does for fun?”
    “Yes. What does your family do?”
    He chuckled. “We don’t roll around naked in the snow. We.eat. And argue. Occasionally, we playboard games or watch movies. I grew up with typical suburban parents. My mother would be shocked to hear I was running around without any clothes on.”
    She smiled. “I was raised a bit differently. My parents were very open-minded. Free thinkers. They taught us that being naked was perfectly natural.”
    “Hey, I’m all for nudity. In warm weather.”
    “You’ll love it. I promise. It’s invigorating. And relaxing.” She made a sad face at him. “Don’t be such a baby. You city boys don’t know what you’re missing.”
    “Believe me, there is no way I’d ever miss this.”
    Tenley crawled across the bench and stood in front of him. Then she gently pushed him back. “Sit,” she said. “Relax. Take a load off.”
    Alex did as he was told, leaning back against the rough wall of the cabin. Tenley knelt down in front of him, running her hand along the inside of his thighs. “You’re very tense,” she said.
    “It was freakin’ cold out there.”
    “Relax,” she said, smoothing her hands over his belly and then back down his legs. Alex watched her as she explored his body, her touch drifting down to his calves. She tugged off the boots and tossed them aside, then massaged his feet.
    This was definitely worth the run through the cold, he mused, tipping his head back and closing his eyes. “Those Finns have the right idea,” he said.
    She pushed his legs apart and knelt between them, pressing her lips to his chest. Alex knew what was coming, but the rush of sensation that washed over himcame as a surprise. Her lips and tongue were sweet torture, making him hard and hot in a matter of seconds. He wondered if it might be dangerous to become aroused in such a warm environment, then decided that if he died as a result, he’d go out a happy man.
    He’d experienced this same pleasure with other women before, but he’d always focused on his own enjoyment, taking what was offered without thinking much about his partner. But as Alex watched Tenley seduce him with her mouth, he realized that she wasn’t just any woman. The pleasure with her was more intense, more meaningful, because she was the one giving it.
    He never understood how a guy could be satisfied spending his whole life with just one woman. But he was beginning to see how it was possible. Tenley was like a dangerous drug, alluring and addictive. The more he had of her, the more he needed.
    Though he tried to delay, Alex’s release came hard and quick. One moment he was in control and the next, he was caught in a vortex of incredibly intense pleasure. When he finally opened his eyes, he found Tenley staring up at him, a satisfied smile on her face.
    “I told you saunas could be relaxing,” she said.
    “I will never doubt anything you say. Ever. Again.”
    “A RE YOU HUNGRY?” TENLRY ASKED.
    Alex distractedly rubbed her stockinged feet as he read, his long legs stretched out in front of him. Tenley sat on the opposite end of the leather sofa, trying tofinish
Madame Bovary,
but she found her study of Alex much more intriguing. She’d been focusing on a tiny scar