1 Day… The Gift of Lilith Excerpt by Myla Jackson

1 Day… The Gift of Lilith Excerpt by Myla Jackson

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In The Gift of Lilith  an immortal surrenders all to her lover.

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EXCERPT

Molly’s brows twisted. “Sometimes I don’t get you.” She planted a hand on the sweet swell of her hip. “How long have we known each other?”

I frowned. “Two years.”

“Long enough to know me.” Molly’s eyelids drooped. “I’ve been watching you.” She tossed the dresses over the back of the sofa as if she’d made a decision. She crossed to where I sat and perched her pert little ass on the sofa’s arm, her naked knees touching my silk-pajama-clad legs.

I could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric and my heartbeat stuttered. “So, you’ve been watching me.”

Molly’s pale fingers stroked my long, straight black hair. “I know more than you think.”

I cleared my throat, every part of me screaming to take her hand and guide it lower to that aching place between my legs. “What do you know about me?”

“Right now you want to touch me.”

I looked up, my eyes wide. “I beg your pardon?”

“Oh, don’t go getting all proper on me.” She trailed her fingers along the curve of my cheek and down the V of my neckline. “I know you’ve been watching me too.” She tweaked the point of my nipple, standing out against the royal-blue silk shirt.

My hand came up, covering the breast to keep her from touching it again. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I’ve wanted to for a long time.” Molly crossed her arms beneath her breasts. “You liked it, didn’t you?”

“No, of course not. I prefer men.”

“Then why haven’t I seen one come to your apartment in the two years I’ve lived here?”

“Perhaps I go to theirs.” I hadn’t been to a man’s apartment in several years. They no longer interested me. I found myself more and more interested in the lively redhead living above me. I’d wondered at my change in tastes after all these years. But then everyone who met Molly loved her. Her zest for life, the happiness that shone from every particle of her being was like a beacon tempting the lonely into her light.

Molly’s leg slid along mine, her knees parting, displaying a wide swath of her peaches-and-cream thigh. “See? You’re looking now.”

“How can I not when you practically planted yourself in my lap?” Oh, indeed, I was looking, more than I’d ever thought possible at any woman. But then Molly wasn’t any woman. She was…Molly.

“I got a bikini wax just for tonight.” Molly grabbed my hand and ran my fingers beside the triangle of black lace. “Smooth, isn’t it?”

I couldn’t resist. She was smooth and as silky as my lounging pajamas. I swallowed hard, wanting to slide my fingers beneath the lace of her panties, but proper ladies of the early eighteen hundreds didn’t contemplate such deviancies. I removed my hand from her crotch. “Do you always prance around in your unmentionables?”

“Only for the people I want to do the unmentionable with.” She leaned close and whispered in my ear, “Ever do it with a girl?”

Shock skittered across my skin with the warmth of her breath. “Once.” A very long time ago. The event might have been over two hundred years past, yet I could recall it as though it was yesterday. Life changing barely began to describe the experience.

Molly curved her hand around my cheek and turned my face to hers. “Honey, life is incredibly short, you have to make the most of moments like this.” Her lips descended on mine.

I sat motionless, unable to stop her, not really wanting to. For two years, I’d lusted after the young woman living above me. I’d denied my hunger, telling myself it wasn’t natural and bad things always came to those who went against nature. My situation was a prime example.

When her tender lips touched mine, a sigh escaped me. I’d wanted this for so long, fighting instinct with every fiber of my being. The last time I’d been tempted by a woman, I’d taken on more than I’d ever dreamed. She’d made me immortal.

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