8
Bianca stirred awake beneath gentle touches, feathery kisses, and exploring fingers. Sunlight teased the backs of her eyelids with a heady warmth. She wanted to moan at the sheer delight of so many wonderful sensations she was experiencing.
A deep chuckle only furthered her delight, and she wriggled in the luxurious softness of whatever she lay upon. When she finally focused on the world around her and opened her eyes, she gasped. She and Soren lay on the bed floating in a wood hut above pure blue water.
“Where are we?” she asked in a daze. She noticed the shore was a good fifty feet away. They weren’t at the X-club anymore?
Soren cupped her face and brushed his nose against hers. “We’re exactly where we should be.”
“But we were at the club…” She tried to piece together the scattere
