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Chapter 14: The Dark House

Levan's POV

She blew out the candle.

It was a small sound, a breath and a hiss.

The last gold edge of her face went out of the room.

"Lamp's off, Kapanadze," Ketevan said.

I had not stood in a dark room on purpose for three years.

My whole body went tight, and her hand found mine before I could set my feet.

"I start this one," she said. "You broke that rule in my hall. I'm taking it back."

"Take it."

She led me out of the kitchen.

I knew the house. I did not need her hand, and I let her hold it anyway.

Nine steps to the hall door. Four to the newel post.

The numbers rose in me out of habit, and she stopped on the bottom stair and turned.

"Don't count," she said. "Not tonight."

"I'll fall."

"Then I'll fall on you."

I laughed, and the sound was strange in the black.

She went up ahead of me, one step above, her body in front of mine.

I felt the heat of her through the shirt she wore.

I felt the swell of her belly when she turned to speak.

On the landing she stopped and kissed me against the wall.

It was a long kiss, wet and slow.

She bit my lower lip and let it go.

"Lie down," she said.

"Here?"

"On the runner, on your back. I'll tell you what I'm doing. You hold still and believe me."

I lay down on the carpet with the wall at my shoulder and my knees bent.

The wool was rough under my back.

I heard cloth drop, and then her bare feet beside my head.

"Your shirt is off," she said. "Mine went first. I'm kneeling now, a knee on each side of your face."

"Ketevan."

"I'm facing your feet. My belly is over your chest, can you feel it?"

I felt it.

A soft warm weight hovered above my ribs, and I smelled her, salt and heat, close above my mouth.

"My thighs are shaking," she said. Her voice was shaking too. "I'm so wet it's running down my leg."

"Say what you want."

"Your mouth. Put your hands on my hips."

I put my hands on her hips.

Her skin was hot under my palms.

I knew every curve of her, and I had never known it this way.

I pulled her down onto my mouth.

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