They had walking twice during the night and reached for each other without words. Isobel woke for the third time to a delicious drift of kisses across hers, then lower. Light was streaming through the open curtains, early morning light that showed her Abe’s broad shoulders and the top of his head as he eased himself between her wantonly spread thighs.
“Abe?” She had heard of this but she had never been touched or tasted this way ever. Abe silenced her with a kiss so deep and so intimate that her whole body arched off the bed. His hands held her ruthlessly while his lips and tongue and teeth destroyed every last inhibition that I had. Her hands were fisted in the sheets, her breath was sobbing from her lungs and her voice was hoarse with pleading, but he was implacable. Isobel convulsed, s
