Elsie was looking out of the window of her chamber, thinking about the number Lord Walter had left for them as the last riddle. She was trying every possibility that her mind pointed at, but nothing seemed perfect.
"I hope I am not disturbing, My Lady!"
A shiver covered her body as a soft hot whisper tickled her ear. Her lips parted softly like a blooming lotus parted its petals. Her eyes closed on their own as she arched her neck to the left.
Soft lips brushed against the sensitive skin under her ear, sending tingles right down to her toes. She sighed in bliss at the shower of peppery kisses she received on her already hot skin.
Elsie relaxed back as a wall of muscles supported her. A hand slipped around her stomach, holding her possessively while the other hand ran up and down on the length of her bare right hand.
Lester knew he was still not out of the hook. But how long he could stay away from his mate when she looked nothing but as attractive as ever?!
