Chapter 18
Cedric kissed Anne’s forehead, taking pride in having weakened his woman’s resolve. He felt like a conqueror of old, having taken his woman and sated her. He’d denied his own in return, but there had been a wonderful heat inside him at feeling her come apart in his arms. She was far less inhibited than before. He had to fight off the waves of lust that demanded he claim her completely.
He stole another kiss from her lips. “I love it when you melt into me like that.” He nipped her bottom lip, feeling playful and yet relaxed. Anne responded with a fatigued sigh and slid lower into the tub, no doubt too exhausted to stay upright.
“I think it’s time we got out you of there, love.”
“So soon?”
Cedric lifted her to her feet and began to dry her off. Anne didn’t even feign a protes
