arms bracketed her on either side and that sexy mouth was at her ear.
“Tsk, tsk, little Emily.” He bit the sensitive, nerve rich area below her ear before soothing with the velvet heat of his tongue. “Someone’s been keeping secret s .” He kissed her neck. “Dark naughty secrets that have had my cock hard all morning .”
She could barely breathe as he gripped her hips and kneaded the soft flesh with strong fingers. The low moan that escaped her lips earned her another nip on her neck. Emily had many fantasies about this delicious man . H aving his hands on her body and his mouth , wicked and hot on her neck , had her creamy reaction soaking her panties.
“Stuart.” That couldn’t possibly be her voice.
“ Stop. Don’t say anything else. ” His low groan against her neck had her squeezing her legs together as her pussy spasmed. “I lay awake imagining that catch in your voice when you say my name. Coming for me. ”
“Wha-a-at?” she said. “You do?” If he kept talking like that, she was going to come right now with no more stimulation than his hard palms on her curves.
“Em ily , you really have no idea what you do to me ? ” He glanced around them, then at the row of books she was pinned against. “Did you scurry to this aisle for a reason?”
The spine titles came into focus and she flushed to the roots of her black curls. 365 Nights of Sex , Blow by Blow , and Come with Me were just a few that caught her attention.
Stuart reached for a book on sexual positions, holding it in front of her as he flipped through the mouthwatering photos. He stopped at one featuring a naked man on his knees between a nearly naked woman’s legs feasting on her neatly trimmed pussy.
“I’ve thought of you like this as I stroked my cock in the dark . I didn’t think you were ready for me. For what I need from a lover. ” His words sent shivers racing along her skin. Her nipples were so hard they ached. “ But your letter tells me otherwise. God, Emily, I want you so much.”
He stood behind her, the solid length of his erection pressed against her back, but he could see her distended nipples against her shirt as he towered over her.
“Mmm, I think I’ll start with those tiny nipples. Sucking and biting them while I finger your pussy. Then I’m going to spank your ass until it burns against my hands. ” Emily’s heart pounded so hard in her ears, she felt faint. He kissed her neck again. “I’ll be at your place as soon as I can get the hell out of here.”
He stepped away from her and Emily felt cold and vulnerable without his heat. She gathered her wits and recalled the reason for being at the store. Obviously he had the letter. Would he give it back to her though? She turned to look at him, and had an almost irresistible urge to climb all over him. Possessive male dominance stared back at her and she drew herself to her full five five. Heat flared in his golden eyes at her silent challenge to him.
“Where’s my letter, Stuart?”
His mouth tipped up in his usual half grin, but the glint in his eyes turned it wolfish.
“No worries, little girl. It’s safe.” He patted the front pocket of his jeans, drawing her eyes to the outline of his reaction to the new level of their relationship. “Right here in my pocket.”
Breathless, Emily giggled like a girl at his uncomfortable gait as he returned behind the counter.
Chapter Three
The afternoon dragged. By the time Stuart knocked, Emily felt on the verge of spontaneous combustion.
She barely had the door open enough to register how delicious he looked before he had her pushed against the wall with his hands in her hair. He kicked the door closed, angled her head to his best advantage, then devoured her mouth. He absorbed her gasps and continued until they were both breathless.
“Oh my God,” he paused, leaning his forehead against hers, his lashes lifted, eyes burning into hers like golden fire. “This has been the longest day in
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