“I do not know what to do,” Annelise admitted when Rolfe broke his kiss.
“Nothing,” he murmured against the softness of her cheek. “Simply enjoy.”
She took a deep breath and released it slowly, and he felt the tension ease out of her shoulders. He took one himself, wanting to be sure to seduce her slowly.
“Very good.” Rolfe whispered the words into her ear.
Annelise shivered then giggled. “That tickles!”
It was as good a place to begin as any. “And this?” Rolfe pressed a slow kiss into her ear. The lady quivered again, as he had guessed she would.
“That is a tickle of a most wicked kind,” she said, her words breathless.
“How so?”
“It awakens something deep within me.”
“Something good?”
“Yes, my lord.”
To Rolfe’s surprise, this time it was Annelise who stretched to brush her lips
