Royally Seduced by Marie Donovan

to…” She gave up speaking and arched her back as an even more powerful orgasm hit, zinging up from where they joined into her whole body.
    “Oh, Lily.” He gritted his teeth and threw his head back, his neck pulling into cords. She held him tight as he jolted into her. Calling her name, he exploded, his cock jerking and pulsing deep inside her.
    Slowly, he came down from his peak, panting as if he’d run all the way from Paris. He groaned and forced his gaze to focus on her. “Lily, are you all right?”
    “Never better.” She hugged him again and he sighed in satisfaction.
    “Good. That is good.” He slowly pulled out of her and looked around blearily. “Eh, this would be a good time to have a private bath.”
    She giggled. “You were the one who said Madame Roussel was much too sophisticated to shock.”
    He shook his head. “I am not worrying about shocking her—I am worried about being scolded for making a mess.”
    “How embarrassing.”
    He made do with several tissues and they tossed on some clothing. After they took turns sneaking down the hall to the bathroom, Jack urged her into bed. “You had your wicked way with me—now it’s time for sleep.”
    “You were the one putting his hands all over me,” she pointed out, taking off her T-shirt again. She wanted to feel his skin on hers, even if they were only sleeping. She slipped under the sheets, the cotton slightly more rumpled than before.
    Jack shucked off his underwear. “You have a body made for pleasure. Soft and creamy-white in the moonlight, but with your skin you would be a golden goddess in the sunlight.” He slid into bed next to her.
    A delicious shiver rippled through her. “I’ve never been naked outdoors.”
    “Not even to sunbathe?”
    She shook her head.
    “Then not for sex.”
    “Nope again.”
    “We’ll have to fix that.”
    “Outdoor sunbathing or outdoor sex?”
    “Both.” He swallowed hard. “And if that gives you erotic dreams again, please feel free to do to me whatever you’d like. I won’t complain.”
    She yawned, utterly wrung out by their shockingly hot sexual romp. “Good. But let me catch up on a few hours’ sleep first. By the way, how many condoms do you still have?”
    He laughed and kissed the back of her neck. “Enough to last until the pharmacies open tomorrow.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and she snuggled back against his warm, muscular chest. “Time to sleep, chérie. Tomorrow is a big day.”
    Oh, yes, it would be. Lily had big plans for hitting the sights—the sights of Jack, not the tourist kind.

9
    L ILY HAD SLEPT only until dawn. Jack was apparently an early riser in more ways than one. But she wasn’t sleepy at all, thanks to the major endorphin buzz running through her veins. She and Jack making love…well, it was magical.
    He came into their room as she was attempting to fix the nightmarish tangle of sheets that had once been neat and flat. They looked beyond hope. “Madame Roussel says our room is reserved for tonight and we need to find something else.”
    Lily straightened and nodded. The B and B room had been cozy but cramped, and the lack of connected bathroom was no fun. “You’re the expert. Where’s a good place to stay?”
    He thought for a second. “There is a lavender farm up in the hills. My friend is the farm manager and I have stayed in the guesthouse before.”
    “Really? A lavender farm?” That sounded impossibly romantic.
    “They are beginning the harvest, so it is a busy time, but Jean-Claude would not mind. What do you think?”
    “It sounds wonderful, but I don’t want to impose.”
    He waved a hand. “No imposition. Jean-Claude will be glad to see us.”
    “Well, okay.” Lily began gathering her scattered belongings. “How far is it?”
    “An hour or so, depending on traffic.” Jack was much neater than she was and started rolling his clothing into tight rolls. “There is a nice pool and terrace with views of the fields. And a