Chapter 213

He had been stroking her fingers, but now he stopped. Orla could feel the heat they were both generating pressing in on them, wrapping them in an invisible cloak of sensual longing.

"Rakesh will have brought our dinner."

"Then we’d better go and eat it."

Simple words, and yet the messages their other senses were exchanging went far deeper and were far more intimate.

Dusk was stealing the light and the heat from the gardens, cloaking them in soft shadows. Orla didn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed when Arni didn’t pause to kiss her as he guided her to the steps that led up to his private quarters and took her into a traditionally styled salon with low-lying divans drawn up around a table. Jewel-coloured glass lamps illuminated the room in rich reds and ambers, and scented smoke perfumed the air. The strains of soft music echoed softly through the scented darkness, brushing against Orla’s senses like a physical touch. This was foreplay, Kama Sutra-style, and already she was