Free Seduction by the Book by Linda Conrad

fingers glide down the satin of her skin, he touched the inside of her thighs and smiled against her lips when he heard the moan coming from deep within her chest.
    If he didn’t touch her everywhere, taste her everywhere again right this minute, he would surely die. All of a sudden, Nick found himself hoping the storm would rage on forever.
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    â€œI can’t hear the winds or the rain anymore,” Annie whispered.
    Nick squeezed her hand, flicked the flashlight beam around at the darkened hallway and continued to creep slowly onward toward the kitchen. Heaven only knew how many hours it had been since the storm had begun to unleash its fury over the island. He’d been too pleasantly occupied to pay much attention.
    â€œI’ll try to tune in the weather channel on the battery-powered shortwave radio in the kitchen,” he told her. “Just as soon as we get something to eat. I’m starved.”
    â€œNo kidding,” she laughed and waved a hand toward both their bare bodies. “We were hungry enough to sneak into the kitchen without even stopping to get dressed. I just hope no one walks in on us.”
    â€œNot to worry. Everyone left on the island knows enough to stay put until the storm is really over.” He led them into the wide, industrial kitchen area and droppedher hand so he could light a couple of lamps that he knew were stashed in a cupboard.
    As soon as the glow illuminated the way, Annie pulled plates and glasses from their spots in the butler’s pantry. She set about fixing them both a hot meal on the propane stove.
    Nick sat back and watched her work. She looked like a pixie with curls bouncing, energy bubbling off her naked body and eyes concentrating hard on her cooking. So young, he thought. So untouched by trouble in her short life.
    It reminded him of his own life’s tragedies, and the thought brought his usual automatic irritation to the surface for a moment. But when Annie turned to him and smiled, it felt like nothing could ever be wrong in the world again.
    â€œDo you think the water will be okay to drink after the storm?” she asked as she popped the tops on two bottled waters.
    â€œWe’re supplied by cisterns and they should be fine. It may be a problem getting the water out of the pipes without electricity to run the pumps, though. But as soon as we’re sure the storm has run its course, I’ll go start up the emergency generators.”
    â€œWonderful. That’ll mean we can have hot water too, won’t it?” She carried their plates to the table and sat down beside him.
    â€œYes. Are you thinking of a shower, or the dishes?” The minute he’d mentioned it, Nick had thought about making love to her under the shower spray.
    She grinned at him. “Both.”
    With the two of them still nude, it surprised him howfree and easy she was in her body. Christina would never have wandered around the house without clothes.
    He waited for that thought to make him feel the old annoyance that always accompanied the pain, but it didn’t come. Perhaps if he dwelt on it for long enough it might. But he would much rather dwell on the way the sight of Annie’s body caused a sense of deepening arousal to move through his blood. Would he never tire of wanting her?
    He noticed that Annie’s mouth was still swollen from their kisses and wondered if his was the same. Studying her neck and shoulders while she ate a spoonful of stew, he saw that they carried the marks of their love-making.
    All the things they’d done flooded back in a rush of lurid and sensual detail. The two of them had acted like animals. Untamed. Wild.
    Like nothing in his experience.
    But looking at her now, it appeared incongruent. Her young innocent face versus the marks of passion on her neck. A niggle of guilt seeped into his conscious mind. He had seduced a virgin and he hadn’t even been drunk.
    Worse, the virgin was also the woman who