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Chateau de la Roche Courbon – venue for the filmset action in ‘Crowns’
First move of seduction by a ‘cougar’ – taken from chapter 21 of Crowns by Emma Calin.
She was still reading when Charles came in. With only the light from the bedside lamp his head and shoulders were in shadow. She studied his large hands and the flatness of his stomach. Shamelessly and secretly beneath the duvet she moved her hand to a comforting aroused self-caress and set aside the book. It wouldn’t hurt to add a little secret tingle to his voice and presence. Wordlessly he lowered his lips to hers and she couldn’t stop, couldn’t stop, OMG, just couldn’t stop. The kiss was breathless, wet and pulsed out into his hair as her free hand held the back of his head.
“Now I have been kissed,” he said.
She was trying to recover her senses. She was guessing he didn’t know what had just happened. He had one knee on the bed and was leaning over her. She moved her hands to his lips, like an animal wanting him to sense her. Some instinct in him made him clasp her fingers there and let the warmth of his tongue push between them. She knew where she wanted that hot tongue but not recorded on the bosses’ CCTV.
He took off his shoes and sat upright on the bed beside her.
“You know I can’t stay, Sophia. Captain Côté is outside and I promised him I’d only be a minute. He has to guard me and he’s a good man. His soldiers are a bit rowdy after Vandervell’s film show and the wine. I don’t want to make things any harder for him.”
“Did you just come to kiss me goodnight?”
“Of course and to say I understand how you feel about the stuff I had to do for the show.”
“The kissing and the bed scene,” she said.
“I felt nothing. I just did what I’d seen on movies.”
She smiled, again letting her hand trail along his lips, gently parting them and feeling the warmth and wetness of his mouth. This time he kissed her fingertips.
She brought her lips to his and ran her hand along the fabric of his thigh. He gasped as she continued over his hard shaft. She paused at the head and pressed as she kissed him again, this time with her tongue.
“Do you know how you made me feel just now?” she asked.
“I don’t think so exactly,” he whispered.
“You know I want you to let go too, don’t you?”
She pressed on his shaft, gently stroking him. He nodded and looked down.
“I just want you to think of me and say my name and I’ll be saying yours, Charles,” she whispered.
He sighed and looked at her. She could feel the tight spring of his desire in every muscle of his body and chamber of his mind.
“I love you,” he said in an awkward rush.
“And desire me as a woman?”
“Yes, Yes. It’s impossible not to….”
“Then imagine me and say my name as you come. Hold me, only me, in that moment.”
“I must go,” he said.
“I’m thinking of kissing you, Charles. I’m not ashamed or shy about that,” she said as she slipped her hand back to her hot wet hood. She knew he was watching her face even through her closed eyelids. He was breathing hard as he watched her from the door.
“Charles, Charles, think of me, oh God say my name, say my name too,” she pulsed out in a groan.
For more hot romance and adventure with Charles and his bodyguard-lover Sophia, check out ‘Crowns’
Emma Undercover 