Those things came from my heart , Rebecca.”
Without realizing it, she found herself
drifting toward him like a moth to a flame. “How can you talk about speaking
from your heart when you looked me in the eye every day and lied to me?”
“I had no choice! Believe me, Rebecca, if I’d
met you anywhere else, I would have
told you my real name, where I worked and where I lived. Hell, yesterday when
we returned from the park, I would have carried you to my apartment on the third floor because I wanted to make love to
you so bad it was pure torture having to wait and ride the elevator all the way
up to the damn ninth floor!”
By now they were standing toe to toe, and
both were fuming. “Is that all I am to you?” Rebecca challenged. “A warm,
readily available body to sleep with?”
Vince scowled. “No—”
“Because if that’s all you’re looking
for—”
“No, damn it!” His chest rose and fell
rapidly as he stared down at her, his nostrils slightly flared. And then,
without warning, he cupped her face between his large hands and crushed his
mouth to hers.
Rebecca resisted for only a moment before
melting against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and reaching on tiptoe
to press herself tightly against his body.
“I love you,” they whispered at the same
time.
Drawing back, they gazed at each other in
quiet wonder for several moments.
“I know we haven’t known each other very long….”
Rebecca began.
Vince didn’t let her finish, slanting his
lips over hers for another deep, intoxicating kiss that fanned the flames of
desire licking through her.
“Vince,” Rebecca panted into his mouth. “I
want you.”
“I want you, too, baby. And I intend to have
you.”
“But…right here?”
“Hell, yeah,” he growled, lifting her into
his arms and striding purposefully toward the sectional. “I paid for this suite
out of my own pocket tonight. You’d better believe I’m gonna make full use of
it.”
Rebecca watched through heavy-lidded eyes as
he sat down and settled her astride his hard, muscular thighs. His thick cock
pressed against the damp crotch of her thong.
“Maybe one of these days we’ll try out the
Champagne Suite,” she breathed as he nudged aside the thin band of silk and stroked
her swollen clit. She ground herself against him in mindless need, then,
impatient for the feel of him inside her, she went for his zipper.
“The Champagne Suite?” Vince murmured
distractedly.
“Mmm hmm. There’s a vibrating massage chair
in there that’s supposed to be really stimulating.”
“Sweetheart,” Vince groaned as she reached
inside his pants and freed his throbbing shaft, then rose up and impaled
herself on him, “you’re all the stimulation I’ll ever need.”
*****
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Maureen Smith is the author of twenty-three novels and three novellas. She received a
B.A. in English with a minor in creative writing from the University of
Maryland. She is a former freelance writer whose articles were featured in
various print and online publications. Since the release of her debut novel in
2002, Maureen has won or been nominated for seven RT BOOKreviews Reviewers’ Choice Awards and numerous Emma Awards.
She lives in Texas with her husband, two children, and two adorable
miniature schnauzers. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached at [email protected] . Please visit her
website at www.maureen-smith.com for news about her
upcoming releases.
Now Available from National Bestselling Author
Michelle Monkou
The Revelers series takes you to the wonderful,
sunny island of Trinidad to enjoy Carnival. In Carnival Temptress , Micha Lindsey and her friends are heading to
the annual festivities that promise to make them forget their worries and
heartbreaks. Out of a job, and out of a relationship, Micha is ready to have
Carnival work its magic on her. What she didn’t expect was for sexy, brooding
Amar Jaikaran,
Without realizing it, she found herself
drifting toward him like a moth to a flame. “How can you talk about speaking
from your heart when you looked me in the eye every day and lied to me?”
“I had no choice! Believe me, Rebecca, if I’d
met you anywhere else, I would have
told you my real name, where I worked and where I lived. Hell, yesterday when
we returned from the park, I would have carried you to my apartment on the third floor because I wanted to make love to
you so bad it was pure torture having to wait and ride the elevator all the way
up to the damn ninth floor!”
By now they were standing toe to toe, and
both were fuming. “Is that all I am to you?” Rebecca challenged. “A warm,
readily available body to sleep with?”
Vince scowled. “No—”
“Because if that’s all you’re looking
for—”
“No, damn it!” His chest rose and fell
rapidly as he stared down at her, his nostrils slightly flared. And then,
without warning, he cupped her face between his large hands and crushed his
mouth to hers.
Rebecca resisted for only a moment before
melting against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and reaching on tiptoe
to press herself tightly against his body.
“I love you,” they whispered at the same
time.
Drawing back, they gazed at each other in
quiet wonder for several moments.
“I know we haven’t known each other very long….”
Rebecca began.
Vince didn’t let her finish, slanting his
lips over hers for another deep, intoxicating kiss that fanned the flames of
desire licking through her.
“Vince,” Rebecca panted into his mouth. “I
want you.”
“I want you, too, baby. And I intend to have
you.”
“But…right here?”
“Hell, yeah,” he growled, lifting her into
his arms and striding purposefully toward the sectional. “I paid for this suite
out of my own pocket tonight. You’d better believe I’m gonna make full use of
it.”
Rebecca watched through heavy-lidded eyes as
he sat down and settled her astride his hard, muscular thighs. His thick cock
pressed against the damp crotch of her thong.
“Maybe one of these days we’ll try out the
Champagne Suite,” she breathed as he nudged aside the thin band of silk and stroked
her swollen clit. She ground herself against him in mindless need, then,
impatient for the feel of him inside her, she went for his zipper.
“The Champagne Suite?” Vince murmured
distractedly.
“Mmm hmm. There’s a vibrating massage chair
in there that’s supposed to be really stimulating.”
“Sweetheart,” Vince groaned as she reached
inside his pants and freed his throbbing shaft, then rose up and impaled
herself on him, “you’re all the stimulation I’ll ever need.”
*****
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Maureen Smith is the author of twenty-three novels and three novellas. She received a
B.A. in English with a minor in creative writing from the University of
Maryland. She is a former freelance writer whose articles were featured in
various print and online publications. Since the release of her debut novel in
2002, Maureen has won or been nominated for seven RT BOOKreviews Reviewers’ Choice Awards and numerous Emma Awards.
She lives in Texas with her husband, two children, and two adorable
miniature schnauzers. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached at [email protected] . Please visit her
website at www.maureen-smith.com for news about her
upcoming releases.
Now Available from National Bestselling Author
Michelle Monkou
The Revelers series takes you to the wonderful,
sunny island of Trinidad to enjoy Carnival. In Carnival Temptress , Micha Lindsey and her friends are heading to
the annual festivities that promise to make them forget their worries and
heartbreaks. Out of a job, and out of a relationship, Micha is ready to have
Carnival work its magic on her. What she didn’t expect was for sexy, brooding
Amar Jaikaran,
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