Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,49

you feel more like a bride.”

Her heart fluttered. “That was very considerate, Quinn. Thank you.”

“There’s more.” Austin pulled at the tissue and lifted out a white robe.

He slipped it on her arms. It flowed to the floor in an elegant waterfall of Chantilly lace. She tied the white satin sash at her waist, and as she moved to the mirror to take a look, Quinn stepped behind her and placed a headpiece of white silk flowers and pearls on her head with a spray of tulle forming a double layer veil that brushed her shoulders. Then Austin handed her the bouquet of pink roses.

Her jaw dropped. “I…” Her throat tightened. “I look like a bride.”

Quinn wrapped his big hands around her shoulders and leaned close.

“Yes, you do. And you’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”

Their gazes locked in the mirror, and the warmth in his eyes stole her breath away.

She turned to face him. His warmth, his intense masculinity, and the fact he clearly wanted her again filled her with need. She tipped up her face, and her lips parted, ready for him to kiss her.

He stared at her, a battle waging in his midnight eyes. Then he took her hand and turned.

“Austin, your bride is waiting.” Quinn placed her hand in Austin’s, then walked across the room and settled on the love seat near the bed.

Austin smiled and drew her close. “You are a beautiful bride.”

The warmth of his words made her feel special. Almost as special as the look Quinn had given her.

Austin pulled her into his arms, and their lips met. His kiss was sweet and gentle. She slid her arms around his neck as his tongue glided inside her mouth and curled over hers, coaxing it into a seductive dance.

When their lips parted, he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the sides. He stepped back, unbuttoning his shirt, then tugged it off and dropped it to the floor. Her gaze followed his hands to his belt, and she watched in anticipation as he unbuckled, then pulled the belt from the loops and tossed it aside. His chest was broad, and his abs were tight ridges.

He pulled down the zipper on his pants, watching her the whole time. She licked her lips as he dropped the pants to the floor. Then he pushed down his black boxers and stood up. His erection also stood up, tall and proud. She wanted to wrap her hand around it and feel it pulsing.

He walked backward to the bed and sat down. She set the bouquet on the dresser and stepped forward until she was in front of him, and also facing Quinn in the love seat on the other side of the bed, then she untied the sash. Slowly, she drew the delicate lace robe from her shoulders and let it fall. Both men’s gazes jerked to her breasts, clearly visible through the sheer fabric. She stepped closer to Austin, then into his arms. His lips brushed along her collarbone, sending goose bumps flashing across her skin.

He drew back and smiled at her, then turned his head to look over his shoulder.

“Do you want to take charge, Quinn?” Austin asked.

“No. You’ve got this.”

Austin laughed. “Any requests, at least?”

“Yes. Make her happy.”

April’s heart compressed at his words.

Austin’s teal eyes darkened. “Oh, I promise I’ll do my best.”

He tightened his arms around her waist and pulled her with him as he turned and leaned against the cushions, stretching his legs out on the bed. She knelt over his thighs, facing him. Excitement quivered through her as she leaned forward and brushed her lips against his, then across his cheek. The stubble on his face was coarse against her skin, and she loved it. She dragged her teeth over the short whiskers.

He laughed and rolled her over, then dove in for a deeper kiss, thrusting his tongue inside briefly, then leaning back and staring down at her.

“Now, let me have a good look at these gorgeous breasts of yours.” He stroked over the thin fabric covering one of them, then teased the nipple until it thrust straight up, straining at the cloth.

He dipped down and took the nipple into his mouth, then suckled. His other hand stroked her other breast, his thumb toying with the nub. At the exquisite pleasure, she arched against him and moaned.

He rolled onto his side facing Quinn and drew back one side of her nightie, exposing her stomach. He glided his fingertips down to her belly button and