![]() Eyes bright as gems, she launched into which pages were her favorites and which she couldn’t believe possible, all the while he observed and listened. He tried to focus on her words but got too caught up in the explicit hand gestures she kept making. Legs crossed and brow furrowed, Az listened, chin in hand, as Gwyn explained the book she’d found an illustrated manual of Illyrian sex positions. The leather bound book was very worn and the pages yellowed. They sat before the darkened fireplace on a rug that her knees were still recovering from. ![]() So, when they retired to the study, Azriel intent on finishing a task for Rhys, Gwyn struck. The way that male ate cake was indecent, she’d decided. Gwyn had chugged two additional glasses of courage to make it through dessert. Or, fuck, the way his tongue kept darting out to wet his lips… How the muscles in his arms pulled and bunched as he cut into his food. The way his fingers lingered on a glass of wine. ![]() It was if the Shadowsinger knew what she was up to and it drove her a little wild. She’d been patiently researching, waiting for the right moment to share what she’d found in the tower.Īll through dinner she’d been unable to keep the blush rising to her cheeks. It was a sweltering summer evening when Gwyn finally worked up the courage to bring some of her more interesting finds home with her. Originally posted by kitaplarinicindeyasayankiz ![]()
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