#MySexySaturday & #SexySnippets

 

 #MySexySaturday 15th November &  #SexySnippets 16th November 2014

Every weekend, a group of us sign up at My Sexy Saturday and some of us at The Nuthouse Scribblers blog and post a sexy snippet: 7 sentences from a work in progress. Here’s mine for the week from  The Bound Heart. Probably the darkest of the stories in the series.

But… as I haven’t official signed up this week (Nanorimo month is making blog hopping hard to do meaningfully) I’m giving myself a little latitude with the 7, hopefully you will too… 

The Bound Heart is a historical novella set in London 1898.

Olive has been waiting for the Bookbinder to make a move for years (yes we are talking about a very disciplined man). Last week’s snippet was the begining of a sexual encounter that was derailed when Olive panicked. The Bookbinder (Jamie) has stepped away determined that Olive is too full of light and too sweet for his tastes, but she is a determined thing and turns up at his place dressed as she imagines the women he usually consorts with are. She wants another try and is willing to do what is necessary; especially as now she is armed with very specific ‘how to’s’  from her worldly friend Evie.

 

“This.” Jamie stepped back and waved a hand at her clothes, “ is not what I want from you Olive.”

“Well then what. Just tell me. I’m not going away. I will come back….” She stepped up closer to him, the soft scent of his skin and orange water made her more determined.  “I know you want me, I just don’t know why you push me away.” Olive opened her cloak, “I look like those women you like and now its my turn.”

It was intimidating saying what she felt with him looking down at her with that closed off face and his mouth in a straight line. Her heart pounded like it would beat a hole in her chest, but she held her ground and stood right against the heat of him, her face tilted up to meet his.

Jamie’s broad, calloused hand came around her neck and the other slid into her hair holding the angle of her as he leaned in.
“Now it’s your turn is it Olive?”
There was pleasure in the way he said it, like he couldn’t quite believe she had said what she had.
She nodded as his thumb slid up and down her throat.
“Yes Jamie, it is.”
Black eyes flared at her and a small curve lifted the corner of his mouth.

“I can do better than last time.” Well she hoped she could. Evie had been very specific with her instructions but knowing and doing were very different things.

Jamie looked at her for a few moments, considering her in some way, then leaned forward.

His lips touched hers in a soft dry kiss and then he whispered.

“So can I Olive. So can I.”

 

© Elsa Holland

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