Page 16 of Dark Side of the Laird
Using the linen washcloth, I soaped it up and then washed the grime of the garden from my hands, and arms, cleansing myself in both mind and body. The lavender was calming.
A few swift taps came from the sliding door that connected my bedroom to Logan’s, and then it slid open, revealing his brawny figure to me.
“Emma—” He stopped suddenly on an indrawn breath, eyes darkening as he watched me, one arm suspended in mid-air as I washed it.
“Hello,” I said, pretending that I hadn’t noticed the sudden, intense desire that filled his features. I continued to circle soap on my arm drawing closer to my shoulders and breasts.
“Ye’re in the bath.”
I pressed my lips together to hold in a laugh. “Yes. I was filthy from gardening.”
He stepped into the room and slid the door closed between our chambers. Without a word he grabbed one of my chairs and slid it over to the tub, stopping behind me. I heard the creek of the chair as he sat in it, and then his hands were on my hair, his fingers threading trenches.
“Ye’ve such beautiful hair. Soft and silky and as fiery as your passion.” I felt his mouth near my ear, his breath tickling my skin and sending skitters of chills up and down my limbs. “Let me wash it?”
A smiled flashed on my lips. I’d just dismissed Agatha in favor of washing my own hair, but the idea of Logan doing it… Well, I couldn’t pass up the offer.
“Yes.” I leaned my head back into his palms.
He gently laid my head on the rim of the tub, then leaned over me to cup his hands in the water. Droplets seeped from between his hands, falling onto my chest, my lips, my forehead. I felt each of those drops as intimately as if they’d been kisses. He parted his hands over my head, water sluicing over my hair, and I let out a long sigh. Logan washing my hair felt more intimate than even some of our embraces. Logan repeated the process again and again until my hair was thoroughly wet to his satisfaction. Seeing as how I’d already submerged in the water, I think he rather liked the way the water sluiced over my hair down my face and over my breasts. I think he liked to watch every line of water drip. And I thoroughly loved it, thrusting my chest upward to improve his view.
“Hand me the soap, love.”
I reached up and handed him the lavender bar. His fingers brushed mine, sliding sensually over my palm and I shuddered.
The sound of him slicking his hands with soap sent greedy spirals of anticipation skidding over me, and then his fingers were sliding through my hair again. He massaged against my scalp in circles, hitting every pressure point that relieved stress. Did he even realize what he was doing?
I moaned, letting myself sink further into his hands.
“Dunk, love.”
I slipped forward, taking a deep breath and holding it as I fell beneath the water. Logan massaged the soap from my hair until my scalp tingled along with the rest of me.
“I love the way you wash hair,” I murmured as I rose from beneath the water, feeling completely relaxed, boneless.
His breath was on my ear again, making my breasts feel full, heavy and my nipples taut, aching for him to grasp them. As if reading my body’s silent language, he slid his hands into the water and stroked them over my belly, the undersides of my breasts.
“Shall I wash the rest of ye, just as thoroughly?”
I groaned, and nodded, ready for the onslaught of pleasure that was about to come my way.
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Emma
Slick, sensual hands rubbed up the length of my torso, teasing over my sensitive nipples, before escaping and leaving me wanting.
“What will you teach me this time?” I asked, growing bold with each of our encounters. I barely remembered the shy, shell of myself that I’d been when I first arrived.
Logan chuckled, the raw sound near my ear sending my nerves into tingling spasms.
“Ye’re always so eager to learn.”
I nodded, not even trying to deny it.
“Hmm,” he said, pinching each of my nipples as he tugged gently on my earlobe with his teeth. “Mayhap this time I want to watch ye pleasure yourself while ye pleasure me.”
My insides clenched, a spark of decadence erupting in my sex with each word. I was immediately interested.
