Oh, my God.
A bed that could sleep at least six people.
Now she understood the appeal of this house for Gavin.
It was the bed. Had to be the bed.
She wondered how many people he’d had in that bed at one time.
“You rent this house before?”
“I own this house, Elizabeth.”
Yes, it definitely made sense.
“Plan many orgies?” she asked as she wandered into the room and stopped at the foot of the massive four poster.
He frowned. “Huh?”
“That bed is not made for one, or two, people to sleep in.”
He continued to give her a confused look, then glanced at the bed and back at her. “Oh. I sprawl. I like a big bed.”
“Gavin, that goes beyond big bed. That’s the kind of bed a polygamist would covet.”
“I don’t have orgies, Elizabeth.” He grabbed a remote off one of the nightstands, pushed a button, and the drapes started to close.
“Oh, please, don’t shut all the night out. I like it open and breezy. It’s not like you have peeping neighbors or anything.”
He clicked the button and reopened them.
“Thank you.”
He tossed the remote to the table. “Undress.”
She put her hands on her hips. “You like giving orders.”
He moved in front of the bed and casually leaned against the footboard. “Don’t make me tell you again.”
She tilted her head back and laughed. “Or, what? You’ll spank me? You want my clothes off, Gavin, get your ass over here and undress me.”
His eyes went dark, and oh, God. There it was. That not-quite-there smile, the one that screamed secrets.
Except his smile fled, and he stared her down, the heat swirling in his eyes. And then he advanced on her.
For a second, she trembled.
And she never trembled.
Whether it was excitement or raw desire, she didn’t know, but he was on her in seconds, her bra ripped and tossed to the ground. He grabbed her skirt and she felt the strength of his hands at her zipper.
“Wait. Fine, I’ll do it.”
He stopped and stepped back, a smirk on his face as she drew the zipper down and let the skirt fall to the floor.
“Asshole,” she said as she stepped out of it. “That underwear cost a fortune.”
He didn’t apologize, instead raked his gaze over her naked body, and any anger she felt fled in the face of the heated, hungry look on his face.
He unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it off, and tossed it on top of her skirt, then undid the button on his pants and jerked the zipper down. He kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants, then his boxer briefs, his erection bobbing up and making her lick her lips and crave the feel of his cock in her hands and mouth.
He was magnificent and everything she could have imagined. Lean, with muscled abs and thick biceps, tan and sexy, and as he jerked her into his arms, she couldn’t think of any place she’d rather be, even though she knew there were a thousand reasons they shouldn’t be doing this.
And a million reasons why she wanted to.