In Dark Woods (Signal Bend Series #4.5) Read Online Free PDF Page A

scene where Kovacs and Miriam fuck like freight trains while on the drug Merge Nine. It wasn’t a sex book. It was a badass science fiction noir thriller, but the sex scenes…were plenty thrilling. Unfamiliar with the novel, she got into the scene before she realized how very detailed it was. He’d read the book so many times the cover was almost shot, so he’d seen it coming.
    “‘I settled over her, and my stubble rasped faintly over the sprung smoothness of her belly, my mouth making wet O s on its path downward. Then there was the deep salt taste as my tongue tracked down the creases of her cunt’—” Lilli went quiet, and he could sense her reading on silently, looking for the end of that scene.
    “Why’d you stop?” He couldn’t see her from where she sat at the side of his bed, but he could sense her, her proximity and her discomfort.
    “Isaac. It’s—damn. It’s not a good idea.”
    Because he was a fucking eunuch now. He hadn’t had even a reflex erection, as far as anyone knew. Shit, he couldn’t even touch her. “Because I can’t get you off if it makes you hot.”
    “No. Come on, love. Haven’t you had a rough enough night?”
    “Read the fuckin’ scene, Sport. Just read it. Like you mean it.”
    She was quiet for a long moment, leaving only the hiss of the oxygen, the grind of the IV machine, the beep of the heart monitor, the hum of the electric current keeping his legs and ass from dissolving into suppurating chunks of dead meat.
    No wonder he couldn’t sleep without the good drugs. It sounded like a machine shop in here.
    Finally, she started reading again. And she did read it like she meant it, like she was into it. For several pages, it went on. And it was hot. Even as his dead body ignored the titillation, his head did not. He was overwhelmed by the urge to grab Lilli and shove himself inside her.
    None of which he could do—not grab, not shove, and there was nothing to put inside her.
    Ever again.
    S he was right. He should have let her stop reading the scene.
    When the chapter was over, she asked, “Is that what you wanted? Did you get what you wanted?” She sounded angry.
    “No. I’m sorry.”
    She stood and leaned over him, putting her hands around his face, as she so often did now. The only touch they had. “When I couldn’t get close, after what happened to me, do you remember what you said? You told me that it didn’t matter if we ever had sex again. That all you needed was me and Gia, in your life. Were you telling me the truth?”
    “Yes! God!”
    “Then why do you think I need more? What I need of you I still have, love. As long as you’re with me, I still have you. All I need.”
     
    ~oOo~
     
    She slept that night with her funky bed-chair pushed up close to his bed. When the night nurse came in—a skinny dude—he was nice enough to do what he needed to do without waking her. Isaac was grateful; Lilli didn’t sleep much, but she was doing okay this time, only waking once or twice. On this night, without the good drugs, he did not sleep at all.
    He could sense the weight of her hand on his, as if through padding. He lay staring at the ceiling, willing his body to let him really feel her hand, its warmth, it smooth softness, its strength. He willed his body to let him touch her, to let him hold her, if only to fold his fingers over hers.
    There was nothing. Nothing at all. Nothing happened. Nothing.
    And then, as the ceiling tiles began to brighten with weak dawn light, there was something. Like a faint current, a tremor of muscle, that he could feel move down his arm to the hand Lilli was holding. Maybe it was an illusion, but Isaac could feel the sensation returning, as if following the wake of that tremor. And then he turned his hand under Lilli’s and folded his fingers over hers.
    She woke with a start and sat bolt upright. He couldn’t see her well, but he could hear her, and he could feel her hand jerk in his. He closed his hand tighter; he didn’t