Chapter Seven
Bryce looked down at the woman lying against him and smiled. The firelight made her hair look like flames. He ran his fingers through it and heard her sigh softly. He slid his hands down her arms then back up again. He felt her shiver, goosebumps rising on her arms. He watched her slender fingers idly twirl the stem of her wineglass, sending the dark liquid swishing up and down the sides of the flute. He took the glass from her, set it on the side table, and wound his fingers through hers. He felt her relax completely against him, snuggling against his chest.
After they'd made love upstairs, Allegra had thrown on her robe; Bryce his jeans, and they had headed downstairs to find something for dinner. After some pizza and wine, they'd retired to the den to sit in front of the fireplace. The warm glow from the firelight surrounded them and seeped into their bones, heating them from the inside out. The wine and the warmth had taken effect on both of them, and they were suffused with a lazy contentment.
Allegra swung her leg lazily back and forth, unmindful that her robe was slipping and sliding further apart as she did so, giving Bryce a tantalizing view of long, lush thigh. The heat from the fire warmed her skin; the silk of the robe was refreshingly cool where it brushed against her. She wriggled further into his arms, tilting her head back and simply enjoying the feeling of being with him.
Bryce rubbed his hands up and down her arms, watching as her robe slipped away from her chest to give him an enticing view of her full, flushed breasts. He slid his hands further down her arms, then slowly slipped them under her breasts, cupping them in his palms. He held their weight in his hands for a long moment, and rasped his thumbs over her nipples. He pinched them gently through the silk of the robe, then slid his hands inside to cover her naked flesh. Her nipples hardened instantly, peaking into tight little points. He teased them with his fingers, pushing the robe until it slid down her shoulders and pooled around her waist. He moved his lips to her neck, suckling gently. He sucked harder when she shivered in his arms, and she moved restlessly, seeking more.
Allegra threw her head back against Bryce's chest, surrendering to the feel of his lips on her skin. She ground back into him, rubbing her lower back against his hard cock. Her hands slid up and back to run over his broad shoulders and chest. She ran her nails gently over his skin, grinning when he bit her neck gently. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling his mouth down to hers. She ran her tongue over his lower lip and sucked it gently into her mouth. He groaned against her lips and she bit him lightly.
"Stand up," Bryce said hoarsely. He watched as she stood, the robe slipping further down her body to pool around her rounded hips. Her ass swayed invitingly as she walked towards the fireplace, letting the robe fall to the floor. She stood in front of the fire, the soft glow seeming to enhance her curves. Her body was highlighted; every dip and hollow heavily shadowed. His breath caught in his throat when she turned slowly, the light flickering over her from head to toe.
Allegra stood in front of the fire, trembling despite the heat. She'd never felt more like a seductress in her life. She walked slowly towards him, watching as he straightened to sit against the back of the couch, his gaze flickering over her heatedly. His green eyes glowed, reflecting not only the fire but a reckless surge of lust. His hand went to his jeans, pushing them down over his hips to free his cock. With a moan, Allegra straddled him, placing one leg on either side of his hips. She leaned down, taking his ear lobe between her teeth and biting on it, then moving her lips down his neck. A rumble resounded through his chest and she wriggled against him, painting his cock with pussy juice.
