Lucia Jordan's Four Series Collection: Chosen, Whipped, Lick, Risk by Lucia Jordan

hers. They were connected, physically and emotionally. The look in his eyes as he watched her gave her heart hope.
    She tightened the walls of her vagina around his cock. He froze, just sat there, his throbbing shaft buried deep. She gasped when he slid out and whimpered when he slid back into her pulsating sheath. Nothing had ever felt so good. Yesterday, their fucking had been fast and frantic and fantastic.
    This slow mating turned Taryn’s insides to goo. She fought to keep Gio inside, needing to be one with him. Each time he pulled out, she felt abandoned—then joyous when he thrust back inside.
    “With me, love.” Gio bent his head and kissed her.
    She moved with him, meeting each thrust of his hips with her own. They came together. He ground his public bone into her, pressing hard against her clit until she cried out. Then he pulled back, leaving her gasping with need. He repeated his motion, driving deep, grinding hard, and circling his hips—over and over—a slow, erotic dance that shoved her into a fog where ending this torture was all that mattered.
    “Gio,” she whimpered. She tried to get him to go faster and harder, but he kept his pace. She wanted him to rocket her into a world of pure bliss. She was so close.
    “With me, Karyn. With me.” His hips pumped into action, thrusting harder and deeper.
    Taryn gasped, arched her back, and exploded. She cried his name.
    Gio sucked in a deep breath as she shuddered and convulsed around his cock. It was all he needed. “Fuck! Fuck!” He exploded inside her.
    After, he rolled to the side, pulling her over him like a comforting blanket. “That was amazing,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her. Her soft gasps were the sweetest music. Another sound intruded. A phone.
    She lifted her head.
    “Let it go,” he murmured.
    “Not mine.”
    “Good.” He didn’t want anything to intrude on his time with Karyn. Then he groaned. “Damn, it’s probably my mother. She usually calls Sunday mornings.” Especially since Stefan was gone. The ringing stopped but he knew he’d have to call her right back or she’d start to fret. He rolled them back over and kissed her hard. “Go shower while I go up on deck and call her. Better reception there.”
    Up on deck, he got his mom back on the line. “Hey mom. What’s up?”
    “I hope I’m not disturbing you?”
    Yeah, but he wouldn’t tell her that! “Nope. Spent the night on the boat.”
    “How nice, dear. I wanted to tell you how glad I am that you let Karyn join Stefano in New York. ”
    Gio frowned. “What are you talking about? Karyn’s not in New York.”
    “Well, maybe she flew out for the weekend. Anyway, there’s a nice picture of the two of them at some charity dinner thing. My friend Elsa was there and she took it and texted it to me. I’ll send it to you. I know you don’t approve of their engagement, but I think it’s wonderful. I do like Karyn. I’ll let you go. Talk to you later.”
    The call ended and then an incoming text sounded. Had Stefano found someone else? Gio’s hope rose. That would make life a hell of a lot easier. And guilt free. He tapped the image and nearly dropped the phone. There was his brother, sitting at a table, his arms around a woman wearing a black dress with baby blue eyes and pale blond hair swept up. She was laughing.
    He went cold inside as he stared at those same full, pink painted lips and thought of the unpainted lips, of the same shape and size, he’d just kissed. If Karyn was in New York, who was her look alike down below?

Chosen Book 4
     
    Taryn stared at the closed door to Gio’s office and frowned. It’d been four days since she’d seen him. She wondered if he was okay, if his mother was okay. After taking to her on Sunday, he’d been quiet and distant. She’d come up on deck to find him dressed and raising the anchor, stating that they were returning to the marina.
    He’d been quiet and immersed in his own thoughts during the trip back to