Chapter 30

• She turned to carefully place her cup back on the tray beside her. ‘Leo…?’ She held out a hand to him even as she threw back the bedclothes invitingly with the other one. ‘Don’t question, Leo,’ she urged as she saw he was about to do exactly that. ‘Just come to bed. Please,’ she encouraged throatily.
• The thrown-back duvet had revealed to Leo that Astoriaella wore French knickers of cream silk and lace to match the camisole top. Her breasts were pert and the nipples hard beneath the silky material, the knickers loose about her slender thighs, and her legs long and silky-soft.
• His gaze returned to her face. Her eyes were warm and sultry, her lips—those pouting, full lips that he so longed to kiss—parted in soft invitation.