Darkness Of Truth (An FBI/Romance Thriller~ Book 6) by Morgan Kelley Page A
Authors: Morgan Kelley
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wilder at the prospects of what was coming. His girl was definitely in the mood now and taking him on an adventure. When his button and zipper were undone, his jeans slid down his hips, and he sprung free in her hand. The moan was pulled from deep within his chest.
It was amazing to feel her stroking him softly. Julian’s body shook, and the kiss was abruptly broken as he was pushed back into the chair.
“Victoria,” he whispered, finally taking in the scene in front of him. There she stood in a bra and panties, her shirt open. “Here?” he asked, lifting a brow. “At the table?”
Tori laughed at the look of surprise on his face. “I tried to get you to bed, so here it is,” she replied, stepping out of her panties and straddling his lap, facing him on the chair.
Julian was about to lose it right there. He’d enjoyed sex a great deal in his life, but never once in a chair in his kitchen.
Then she slid him into her waiting warmth , and he dropped his head back moaning. “Christ,” he mumbled, as she began the ride. The angle was absolutely perfect. He was repeatedly buried in her body and trapped beneath her.
“ You feel really good, Julian,” she whispered, driving the speed of their love making. When his hands went to her hips, trying to get her to move faster, her pace only slowed.
“Honey, you’re killing me,” he whispered, as she ran her mouth down his throat and to his other ear. The words spoken only enflamed them both more.
Tori ignored his begging and continued the tortuous pace, as she thoroughly enjoyed every second of her ride. The man made her crazy. The way he smelled, moved, and even quaked buried in her body. It all drove her to madness. All Tori wanted was to keep this feeling going forever.
“Victoria, I’m not going to last much lo nger,” he pleaded. Instead of ending his torture, she began moving faster, slamming down harder onto his erection. “Oh shit,” he whispered, praying she’d go over first, and then he could find relief.
“Look at me, Julian,” she demanded, forcing him to open his eyes and stare into hers. “I love you,” she offered, driving down again and again in an attempt to rupture around him. “No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
Julian heard the words , causing his focus to break and the explosion to happen. It pushed them over the edge locked together. When he was finally able to focus, he simply held onto her body and enjoyed the scent of her perfume. “I love you too, Honey.”
“Want to go to bed or do you really need to make this list tonight?” she questioned, running her fingers through his hair as her body stayed attached to his.
“Bed,” he mumbled, unwilling to let her get off him. Julian simply stood, and her legs went around his hips automatically. “Let’s go, Victoria,” he mumbled, lips seeking hers hungrily.
Tori was elated. Bed and that kind of kiss only meant only one thing, and it wasn’t sleep.
Elizabeth stared out the window as the trees flew by and the GPS gave out directions to the rental house. Everything in her was tied into knots. Coming back to Red River was a tough thing. It brought the past back, throwing it in their faces.
The last time they were here, Callen was in love with someone else. Even though his child was growing deep in her body, there was still that fear that one day he’d walk away. No matter how much Elizabeth reassured herself, the little voice would rear it’s vicious taunting every once in a while and scare her senseless. Then there was the reminder that she nearly lost him that night too.
The killer had taken him and wanted his heart. Even then she subconsciously wanted it too. Where she didn't dare admit it then, she could now. Everything about the three of them felt right. Since that initial meeting, there’d always been something there. Where with Ethan it was instantaneously, with Callen it bloomed gently over time. First they were best friends and then slowly more.
It was amazing to feel her stroking him softly. Julian’s body shook, and the kiss was abruptly broken as he was pushed back into the chair.
“Victoria,” he whispered, finally taking in the scene in front of him. There she stood in a bra and panties, her shirt open. “Here?” he asked, lifting a brow. “At the table?”
Tori laughed at the look of surprise on his face. “I tried to get you to bed, so here it is,” she replied, stepping out of her panties and straddling his lap, facing him on the chair.
Julian was about to lose it right there. He’d enjoyed sex a great deal in his life, but never once in a chair in his kitchen.
Then she slid him into her waiting warmth , and he dropped his head back moaning. “Christ,” he mumbled, as she began the ride. The angle was absolutely perfect. He was repeatedly buried in her body and trapped beneath her.
“ You feel really good, Julian,” she whispered, driving the speed of their love making. When his hands went to her hips, trying to get her to move faster, her pace only slowed.
“Honey, you’re killing me,” he whispered, as she ran her mouth down his throat and to his other ear. The words spoken only enflamed them both more.
Tori ignored his begging and continued the tortuous pace, as she thoroughly enjoyed every second of her ride. The man made her crazy. The way he smelled, moved, and even quaked buried in her body. It all drove her to madness. All Tori wanted was to keep this feeling going forever.
“Victoria, I’m not going to last much lo nger,” he pleaded. Instead of ending his torture, she began moving faster, slamming down harder onto his erection. “Oh shit,” he whispered, praying she’d go over first, and then he could find relief.
“Look at me, Julian,” she demanded, forcing him to open his eyes and stare into hers. “I love you,” she offered, driving down again and again in an attempt to rupture around him. “No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
Julian heard the words , causing his focus to break and the explosion to happen. It pushed them over the edge locked together. When he was finally able to focus, he simply held onto her body and enjoyed the scent of her perfume. “I love you too, Honey.”
“Want to go to bed or do you really need to make this list tonight?” she questioned, running her fingers through his hair as her body stayed attached to his.
“Bed,” he mumbled, unwilling to let her get off him. Julian simply stood, and her legs went around his hips automatically. “Let’s go, Victoria,” he mumbled, lips seeking hers hungrily.
Tori was elated. Bed and that kind of kiss only meant only one thing, and it wasn’t sleep.
Elizabeth stared out the window as the trees flew by and the GPS gave out directions to the rental house. Everything in her was tied into knots. Coming back to Red River was a tough thing. It brought the past back, throwing it in their faces.
The last time they were here, Callen was in love with someone else. Even though his child was growing deep in her body, there was still that fear that one day he’d walk away. No matter how much Elizabeth reassured herself, the little voice would rear it’s vicious taunting every once in a while and scare her senseless. Then there was the reminder that she nearly lost him that night too.
The killer had taken him and wanted his heart. Even then she subconsciously wanted it too. Where she didn't dare admit it then, she could now. Everything about the three of them felt right. Since that initial meeting, there’d always been something there. Where with Ethan it was instantaneously, with Callen it bloomed gently over time. First they were best friends and then slowly more.
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