path.
It was a nice day outside, so the attic was stuffy and little warm, but that wasn’t going to stop her from investigating.
Caleb reached into another box and held up an old camera. “Look at this.”
She shuffled closer to check it out. “Some of this stuff might be worth something.”
“Probably.” He put it back in the box gently. “There are three other cameras in here.”
“Wow. Aunt Marge was a bit of a hoarder.” Elena reached into her box and pulled out a gorgeous silk scarf. She draped it around her shoulders. “She had style. I wonder why she kept all these scarves in the attic.”
Caleb came closer and grabbed the ends of the scarf, pulling her forward until she was flattened against his chest. His lips brushed hers before he responded. “Marge wore a scarf every day of her life as far as I know. I never saw her without one. She was kind of elegant. She had hundreds. I bet her bedroom has dozens, and when she got tired of them, she put them up here.”
Elena ran her hands up and down the length. The material was sensual. The swirl of purples and oranges was gorgeous. And the man still holding the ends was enticing.
“Hmmm. I could use these when I’m ready to kidnap you and drag you back to my den. Or was it a lair?” he teased.
She trembled. The thought of Caleb restraining her with silk scarves brought naughty images to her mind. Her breath came out in shallow pants. He was standing so close. He smelled so good. Intoxicating.
Caleb gave another tug and then lifted his hand to tip her chin back. His expression was intense. “I was kidding. But…” He cupped her face. “Your body responded intensely to my suggestion. I can smell your arousal.”
She swallowed. Damn her traitorous body. And how had she managed to get tangled up with a man who could freaking smell her mood?
Admittedly, she realized she could sense his too. He was as aroused as she was at their suggestive conversation. Either she had a keen sense of things too or he brought it out in her.
Still cupping her face, he reached into the box and pulled out another scarf. He danced the ends up and down her arm, over her shoulder, and across her cheek. With every stroke of the silk, she leaned closer to him, unable to stop herself.
His voice was gravelly and deep when he spoke. “I didn’t peg you for someone who would enjoy bondage.”
Her entire body shuddered. “I’m not,” she lied. “I mean I never thought about something like that, nor have I ever done it.”
“Mmm. Scarves can serve so many purposes.” He draped it over her eyes for a moment, making her suck in a breath. “Blindfold…” He trailed it back down her arm. “I could tie your wrists behind your back or to a headboard…”
Her heart rate picked up. He needed to stop with the suggestions. Every time he spoke, she grew more aroused. This thing between them was palpable and unnerving.
He glanced at the box. “There are a lot of them. I bet you would look fucking hot wearing nothing but silk scarves, crisscrossing over your breasts and between your legs…” His voice trailed off again.
Her panties were soaked. Her nipples stiff. She grabbed his belt loops. “You’re seducing me.”
“Yep.” He circled her wrist with his fingers, the silk dangling from his hand. “I think we should take a few of these back downstairs with us when we go.” He leaned in and kissed her neck, right behind her ear.
Elena moaned, tipping her head to one side to give him better access. “Why would we wait to go back downstairs?” she asked in a voice she didn’t recognize.
He froze for a moment, and then kissed her neck again, a low groan coming from his lips that vibrated through her and pushed her toward a maddening need. No man had ever, in her life, had this effect on her. She had never felt this level of arousal or this all-consuming desire to strip off her clothes and let him have his way with her.
His tongue trailed down her neck to her shoulder, and then he managed to wrap the scarf around her wrist with the one hand. He pulled her arm behind her back.
She gasped as her head fell back and her eyes slid shut. It was like a scene from an erotic romance novel. Rays of light crossed the room from two