Chapter 18

Exploring, his fingertips teased over a sensitive spot behind her ear, and he noted the shiver that raced through her.

Finishing her glass, Livia set it on the coffee table. When she leaned back into his arm, she placed her hand on his thigh and traced a pattern with the edge of her nail.

Fuck.

Her touch shouldn’t affect him so damn much. Court ladies used to drape themselves all over him, and his dick didn’t so much as stir. But the slightest contact from Livia made his balls heavy and his cock ache.

What sorcery was this? Why did she wield so much power over him?

It was just as mystifying as the draw constantly pulling him toward her.

Trying to keep his breathing steady, he subtly tried to readjust himself before his arousal was painfully obvious. Livia bit her lip to contain a smile, and he knew he’d failed. Cutting his gaze toward her, a devilish smirk curled his own lips. The Little Vixen knew exactly what her touch was doing to him. And since that