Her Devious Scoundrel

Chapter 19

When Johnathan woke it was still quite early, the sun had yet to make its appearance over the trees of the forest surrounding the small cottage. He lay there for a moment, basking in the warmth of the small body laying beside him. Penelope had managed to wrap her body about his while they slept, her soft leg wrapped tightly over his firm thighs. Johnathan wanted to lay this way forever, however the heat coming from between Penelope's delectable thighs was causing a new kind of firmness to take hold of him. Slowly, carefully, Johnathan rolled Penelope away from him and rose from the bed.

He dressed quickly, pulling on his boots and quietly leaving the cottage. The early dawn light, glinted through the heavy branches of trees, the grass beneath his boot was damp with dew. The air was cool and crisp as he sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm himself enough to relieve his bladder. It had been a long time since a woman had had such an intense effect on him.

Last night had been a wonder to him, Penelope had been both innocent and wanton all at once. Her reactions to his kisses had surprised him, and he had intended to stop at kisses alone. However, her soft mewling cries had urged him on and he had gone much further than anticipated. He could still taste her sweet honey on his tongue, feel her soft against his own and smell her intoxicating heat.

Johnathan, leaned against a tall oak, breathing deep, trying to steady himself against the wave over lust that coursed through his body. His thoughts turned carnal, as he wondered what it would have been like if he hadn't stopped at giving her release and also sought his own by slaking his need deep inside her wet heat. He groaned as his member throbbed with unreleased lust, he growled low in his throat realizing his need to relieve himself in more ways than one.