Category: Katie MacAlister

The thought struck me, as I went about my daily ablutions, that Elliot had awfully nice hair for a man who’d take someone else’s ticket. It wasn’t long, but had a small curl to it that made you think about running your fingers through it. “Not that I have any intention of doing so ,” I told my reflection in the steam mirror. “Even if I was looking for a man, and I’m certainly not that stupid, he would be off the table. He’s friend to a rat bastard.” It was just a shame, too. How many bona fide lords does a girl meet? And how many of them have BBC voices, and nice faces, and curly hair that looks soft and silky and utterly gropeworthy?

I’m wondering why I thought it was a good idea to fill my purse with eggs.”He blinked at me. I pulled a cold, flabby fried egg from mny bag, followed by its twin, holding them up so he could see. “Eggs.” “You couldn’t carry a packet of peanuts like a normal person?” he asked. I smiled. “I’ve never done normal particularly well….

I would totally support a pond scene like the one in PRIDE AND PREJUDICE, but only if you were stripped first.” He slid her a glance out of the corner of his eye. She was giving him a lascivious grin that made him feel like singing at the top of his lungs. “You have a smutty mind, Alice. It’s one of the many things I admire in you. Unfortunately, we are in a holy place, and although I don’t particularly hold strong religious feelings, I feel it would be insulting to the caretakers of this cathedral to give in to your lustful desires and engage in sex right her and now.” He thought for a moment. “Although I have to admit it is a tempting thought…

I don’t know whether to be pleased that our lovemaking was of such a high quality that you immediately want more, or if it’s an indication you are one of those sex-addicted people who are never satisfied.

…I was enjoying conducting highly charged sexual banter with you.” “As was I, although if we continue along that line, you’re going to make it extremely painful for me to walk. Shall we cool down our libidos with a spot of crypt viewing?

Hell,” he said, looking down his body. “I shouldn’t have thought about that just yet. Now Alice is going to come out of the bathroom and see you standing there being demanding. That’s not very gentlemanly….” This just made him even harder. With a sigh, he snatched up her pirate hat and slapped it over his crotch. “There. Now we can at least present the semblance of a man who doesn’t have a single track mind.

I have a hat for it, actually.” Elliott made a vague gesture with one hand. “Well, it’s more of a full-body suit, really.” “Is that a euphemism for a condom?” “No.” He marched past me and lay down on the bed. “My mother knitted me a willy-warmer a few years back when we were having a cold stretch. She felt I wasn’t like to produce the grandchildren she desires if I had as she put it, frost-shriveled parts.

Are you going to last if I start nibbling at your ankles and work my way up?” “No. You might make it to my knee, but only if I think about starving children and venereal warts.

You are such a stick-in-the-mud sometimes, you know that?” My annoyance faded. Elliott, poor man, truly believe what he was saying. He thought life was better when it was organized and structured until all the fun had been squeezed out of it. “Look, one of the things I’ve learned from life is that you have to grab what you can take, because you never know if it’ll be there later. I’m here right now. So are you. And I just bet you if I stick my hands down your pants, you’ll be ready for a little fun in no time.” His nostrils flared, and his voice took on that haughty lord-of-the-manor tone that made me want to giggle. “I assure you, madam, that I am in full control of my libido. If I did not wish to become aroused by you, I wouldn’t.” I put my hand on his fly. Just that, no caressing, no stroking, just my palm on his zipper. I could feel him getting hard within seconds. I cocked an eyebrow at him. “As it happens, I want to be aroused,” he said with an attempt at dignity. “I have decided that I will, just this once, bend my inviolable rule about not stopping until I am done with my daily quota of writing.

It could have been quite worse,” he agreed magnanimously. “And those two guys who felt up your butt while the maintenance dude was working on that hinge were kicked out because they violated the ‘must have fondler’s consent’ rule, or so that pink-haired woman who spoke English said, so at least they won’t do that to the next guy trapped in the stocks.” “I will sleep easier knowing that.

Elliot – Elliot waved absently, making a decision right then and there. He’d take the trip that Patrick offered. A cruise down Europe’s most famous rivers couldn’t be any more disruptive than home, after all.Alice -I stood up shaking the laptop at nothing. “He made me think we were going to get married at the end of this trip! He had me look up the laws for Americans getting married in Budapest!””Ball-hanging is too good for him. He serves something worse. Off with his head!””I will take that trip!” I yelled at the small living room filled with boxes that I had yet to unpack. “And I will enjoy myself! A lot!

…There’s a bit of a difference between a guy lying back being all sexy and come hither and mmrowr-worthy, and a man who has a toy stuffed parrot hanging from his nips.