Married by Contract by Noelle Adams Read Free Book Online

the man’s impression of her, but Nick was making a pain
she hadn’t known was raw feel better.
    To her relief, Nick either didn’t see the tear or didn’t
mention it. He massaged her head for several more minutes before he moved down
to her neck.
    Her headache was now mostly gone, and she felt herself shuddering
with pleasure and relaxation as he rubbed the tight muscles in her neck and
shoulder. He usually stopped once he’d loosened up her neck, but tonight he
leaned her forward in the chair so he could reach lower on her back.
    Jenn started to moan, her eyes closed and her body becoming
completely relaxed. Her hair was hanging over her face, and she was glad of the
veil it provided, so Nick couldn’t get a clear view of her expression. She was
afraid it might be embarrassing.
    Nick eventually moved back up to her shoulders and slid his
hands down to her arms, although the muscles were completely relaxed there, her
arms hanging limply.
    Jenn groaned some more, since his touch felt so good.
    She heard Nick clear his throat behind her, and she was
suddenly aware of a deep throbbing between her legs. Her body had evidently
gotten some mixed signals, and she was now completely, achingly aroused.
    And Nick was still touching her, sliding his hands down the
length of her arms and back up to her shoulders. Then he reached down and
stroked over her breasts, cupping them briefly.
    She gasped loudly and arched into his palms, her head
falling back.
    “Jenn,” Nick said hoarsely. The first word either of them
had said in a long time.
    “Hmm.” She couldn’t form a complete word. Her arousal pulsed
almost painfully, and Nick was still holding her breasts.
    “We decided the terms of our contract. We can change them if
we want.”
    “What do you mean?” Her mind wasn’t working clearly enough
to follow his logic.
    “It looks like you might want to have sex.” His voice was
still deliciously husky, and he gave her tight nipples a little flick.
    She made an embarrassing sound at the jolt of pleasure.
    “And I definitely want to have sex too,” Nick added.
    Those words got through to her, and she turned her head to
look up at him.
    His eyes were hot—unexpectedly primal—and his skin was
slightly flushed and damp.
    He was turned on too. Just as turned on as she was.
    “But it’s not been a week yet,” she managed to say.
    “That’s what I meant by changing our contract. We can decide
to change the terms if we want.”
    Jenn was shaking now—her blood roaring with excitement about
the idea of having sex with him again. Now. Four days earlier than they were
supposed to.
    But that flutter of nerves she’d been feeling all day
intensified at the recognition of how much she wanted it.
    She shouldn’t want it so much. She should be more in control
of herself than this.
    “Do you want to?” Nick prompted. He was standing perfectly
still, staring down at her.
    She took a shaky breath. “We better not. Our arrangement is
good. If we start changing it now, things will start to…”
    “Start to what?”
    “Get out of control.”
    For a moment, it looked like he would argue. If he did, Jenn
was sure she would cave—since she was dying to have sex with him. But Nick
finally relaxed, dropping his hands back to his sides. “I guess we wouldn’t
want that to happen.”
    There was a strange timbre to his tone, but she couldn’t
think clearly enough to work it out. She made herself stand up and hoped she
didn’t look too shamelessly aroused. “No. I think we better stick to the
rules.”
    He gave her a little smile that was almost bittersweet. “The
rules it is.”
    Relieved by his response, since it helped her regain her
perspective, she smiled back at him. “Thanks, Nick. My headache is totally
gone.”
    “Good. Maybe you can get some sleep then.”
    Maybe. But she was pretty sure she would first have to do
something to take care of her throbbing arousal. It wasn’t going to go away by
itself.

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