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Moving Forward #25 (6.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes
They took their time getting back to their cabin. Marshall didn’t bother to argue when Lee said he didn’t want to use the elevator, the stairs were good enough. He figured there was a method to his madness, and he figured it out as they went—Lee hadn’t been kidding when he said anticipation was the best foreplay.
They stopped on each level, finding different places along the way to indulge in long, lingering kisses and heated caresses, alternately raising their temperatures then cooling them down. Marshall thought he’d never been turned on so much in his life, and he loved it.
He was beginning to understand why Lee never rushed anything, why he advocated patience. Taking their lovemaking at a slower pace
“I don’t know.”
Her cheeks were red and her tongue was swollen. She was wheezing, and he was worried about her airway. Her symptoms pointed to a food allergy, but her mom said she’d never had an allergic reaction before. “Nonny’s chocolate,” the pre-schooler whispered.
My heart pounds as I allow myself to be escorted through the castle by the guards who wait outside Castien’s chamber door. Part of my discomfiture comes from my loved one’s anger. I hope that anger will never be directed at me, but I have no illusions.
We pass through more populated parts of the castle and meet with the ordinary folk who work here. They shrink back, making the sign against evil. I cannot pretend it doesn’t hurt, but I must not let fear get in the way of the mission I have been given.
Innocence & Carnality: Part 35 by Mann Ramblings
A soft rap on my bedroom door caught my attention, ceasing my circular pacing by gaslight.
“May I come in?” Samantha asked.
“Of course. What brings you here?” Samantha was one staff member I rarely had the opportunity to interact with, she was so busy running the household. She closed the door behind her and I welcomed the private moment.
“I just wanted to check in on you. Are you ready for your first night as co-host?”
“I think so.”
Closing the gap between us, her skirt rustled softly and her heels made barely a sound on the hardwood floors.
Daniel, Chapter Eight By Carol Pedroso
Toby followed Oliver to a table set near a stage had to stop himself from freezing at the sight that met him.
Daniel was curled comfortably on the lap of a big man. Toby was almost sure he was the Master that Silas had called Carlos. Daniel looked relaxed for the first time in as long as Toby could remember.
Silas in the other hand did not look relaxed or happy. He was kneeling on the floor on a plush cushion. He was glaring daggers over Toby’s shoulder presumably at Oliver and Toby was sure Silas would have been yelling at the top of his voice if he hadn’t also been wearing a large red rubber ball gag.