By Jayne Castle
Para-archaeologist Lydia Smith has spent her complete grownup existence digging into the earlier, and construction a profession. yet all that adjustments whilst she unearths herself misplaced within the catacombs less than the town, with out reminiscence of the way she got here to be there. Now it really is her personal prior that's eluding her; and the key of what occurred to her will endanger every thing she's labored to rebuild, together with her new marriage to Emmett London, who has a perilous prior of his personal to beat.
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Several of Lydia’s acquaintances in the Old Quarter had told her that, during the brief spells when he was able to kick his habit long enough to go underground, Maltby sometimes showed up with some spectacular finds. No one knew where he did his secret excavating work down in the catacombs and, honoring the unspoken rules that governed the less legitimate side of the antiquities trade, no one asked. She listened intently for a few seconds and heard no sirens. She had a few minutes before the medics and the police arrived.
She raised her hips to take him deeper. He felt her fingers rake his back beneath his unbuttoned shirt. He stroked into her and her body clenched. He thrust again, very slowly this time, withdrawing almost completely. She gave a little scream. He sank himself to the hilt. She convulsed around him. Her climax rippled through her, drawing him inexorably toward his own release. He held on until the last instant and then he let the power of her orgasm sweep him away. Although some instinct compelled him to try to master the flow of sexually charged energy that pulsed between them, in the end, he was never sure if he had accomplished his goal.
On the top shelf was a bottle of the truly dreadful white wine that Lydia kept on hand. The stuff was, in his opinion, only a couple of steps above Green Ruin and Acid Aura, the beverages of choice among the derelicts and down-and-outers who drifted through the Old Quarter. But there wasn’t much choice so he hauled out the jug and set it down on the counter. Lately he had managed to avoid having to drink Lydia’s lousy wine because the two of them had been spending a lot of time at his new place a few blocks away.