Merely the Groom (Free Fellows League 2)

“If that was meant to be a subtle reminder, you failed miserably,” Colin told her.

“It was meant to be wifely reminder that you’ve failed to answer my question.”

“That’s because a gentleman never kisses and tells.”

“You promised information in exchange for good night and good morning kisses,” Gillian said. “And you’ve received your kisses.” She leaned down to give him another one as incentive.

“And you received a great deal of information,” Colin pointed out. “Haven’t we spent a good deal of the morning improving upon your store of sexual knowledge?”

Gillian blushed. “Colin.”

“All right,” he relented. “I’ll tell you what you want to know.” He looked her in the eyes. “So, my lady, what is it you want to know?”

“I want to know what all the other women with whom you’ve shared a pillow always did.”

Colin worked hard to keep a straight face. “They always...”

“Yes?”

“They wore a wrapper with nothing underneath,” he told her. “And they stripped it off the moment I entered the room.”

“Is that all?” Gillian couldn’t believe he’d teased and tricked her just to tell her that.

Colin laughed. ?

?That’s quite a bit when you’re a randy young man. I never acted as lady’s maid to any of the women with whom I’d shared a pillow because I never had the opportunity. And believe me, my lady, I always appreciated and heartily approved of the gesture—until you presented me with your back and a row of tiny buttons last night.”

“I do believe you, my lord.”

“You do?”

“Who would make up an answer like that?” she retorted. “Of course I do.”

Colin hugged her. “I do,” he repeated. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of hearing you say that.”

Gillian laughed. “I would think that in the past two months, I’d said them quite enough...”

Colin lifted a lock of Gillian’s hair and began toying with it, tracing the circle of her breast, teasing her. “But not in the context to which I refer,” he pointed out.

“No,” she agreed, “not in that context” She smiled at him. “I never realized those two words could be so powerful.”

“My lady,” he drawled. “You have no idea the power those two little words have over me.”

Gillian slid her hand down his chest and across the hard ridges of his abdomen, following the arrow of blond hair that led to the tent in the bedclothes. “I think I have some idea,” she drawled, as she reached out to take him in hand.

He closed his eyes, bit his bottom lip, and groaned with pleasure. “I have a question for you,” he ground out.

“What is that, my lord?” She teased him with the motion she’d learned that he liked best.

“Do you still suffer from insatiable curiosity?”

“Indeed I do,” she murmured.

“Are you curious to know what else you can do with that part of my person?”

“I am.”

“Then come here.” Colin pulled Gillian atop him, kissed her thoroughly, and settled her comfortably upon his throbbing erection.