hoarsely.
“Talk’s nice. But I’d really like you to fuck me first.”
Whatever tight rein he’d kept on his passion split at the unexpected swear word falling out of her sweet lips. With a groan, he gave in and pulled her forward, lifting her and turning ’til her back hit the wall.
Their mouths met, their tongues dueled. She pulled away, and unable to keep his lips off her, he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck. “Condom’s in my top.”
He hissed at the interruption, but he knew she was right. Besides, he liked where she hid stuff. He jerked her left cup down, and her breast spilled right out. No condom, but who could ever be sad about a firm, supple breast. “Hello there,” he muttered, and then licked the tight nipple.
She squirmed against him. “Other one. Hurry.”
Though he didn’t want to leave his new friend, he reluctantly pulled away and tugged at the other cup. A single foil package fell out.
They separated only long enough for him to roll the condom on, and he resented even that much time away from her.
As if she could read his mind, she smoothed a hand over his face as they came back together. “I made an appointment to go see my OB next week. It’ll take some time for the pill to take effect, but when it does…”
He could maybe slip inside her sweet body without any barriers? Christ, he couldn’t even think about that without wanting to jump and shout. He tried to nod. “Whatever you want.”
“I want you.”
“You’ve got me.” He adjusted her body, pushed the crotch of her little red bikini bottom to the side and drove into her, the tight clasp of her pussy just about blowing the lid off his control. He braced her against the wall and pounded into her, knowing he was too rough but unable to stop. Especially once she started getting more vocal, mewling and begging for more against his lips.
Unable to wait any longer, he freed one hand and maneuvered it between their bodies to pluck the hard bud of her clitoris. Her cries escalated, and he felt the contractions of her release around him. Only then did he allow himself to come.
In the aftermath, he braced himself against her and tried to think enough to speak. “Did I hurt you?”
She didn’t open her eyes, and he was gratified to know he wasn’t the only one who was completely wiped out. “I’m not that delicate.”
No. She was the strongest woman he’d ever met. “I know.”
“I love you, you know.”
If he’d had a little more energy, he might have done a back flip. Instead, he just smiled and nuzzled her sweaty neck. “I love you too.”
She yawned, a lusty, ear-popping noise. “I wanted to tell you that over a nice romantic dinner. We’re going all out of order again.”
“It seems to work for us.” He shifted her weight and felt his body harden.
She inhaled. “You can say that again.”
About the Author
Alisha Rai has been enthralled with romance novels since she smuggled her first tattered Harlequin home from the library at the age of thirteen. A mild-mannered florist by day, she pens sexy, emotional contemporaries and paranormals by night.
After a lifetime spent bouncing around the States, she is content to call sunny South Florida home for now. When she’s not reading or working, Alisha loves to hang out with her close-knit family. She happily lives in a chaotic house filled with clutter, laughter, good food, boisterous kids and very loud relatives.
Alisha loves to hear from her readers! You can send her an e-mail at [email protected] or visit her on the web at www.alisharai.com.
Look for these titles by Alisha Rai
Now Available:
Glutton for Pleasure
Cabin Fever
Love isn’t something she thinks she needs…until it lands right on her doorstep.
Cabin Fever
© 2009 Alisha Rai
Genevieve Boden is a witch and doesn’t care who knows. The townspeople’s fear of her keeps away those who have hurt her before—like the local men of authority. Besides, a life of
“Talk’s nice. But I’d really like you to fuck me first.”
Whatever tight rein he’d kept on his passion split at the unexpected swear word falling out of her sweet lips. With a groan, he gave in and pulled her forward, lifting her and turning ’til her back hit the wall.
Their mouths met, their tongues dueled. She pulled away, and unable to keep his lips off her, he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck. “Condom’s in my top.”
He hissed at the interruption, but he knew she was right. Besides, he liked where she hid stuff. He jerked her left cup down, and her breast spilled right out. No condom, but who could ever be sad about a firm, supple breast. “Hello there,” he muttered, and then licked the tight nipple.
She squirmed against him. “Other one. Hurry.”
Though he didn’t want to leave his new friend, he reluctantly pulled away and tugged at the other cup. A single foil package fell out.
They separated only long enough for him to roll the condom on, and he resented even that much time away from her.
As if she could read his mind, she smoothed a hand over his face as they came back together. “I made an appointment to go see my OB next week. It’ll take some time for the pill to take effect, but when it does…”
He could maybe slip inside her sweet body without any barriers? Christ, he couldn’t even think about that without wanting to jump and shout. He tried to nod. “Whatever you want.”
“I want you.”
“You’ve got me.” He adjusted her body, pushed the crotch of her little red bikini bottom to the side and drove into her, the tight clasp of her pussy just about blowing the lid off his control. He braced her against the wall and pounded into her, knowing he was too rough but unable to stop. Especially once she started getting more vocal, mewling and begging for more against his lips.
Unable to wait any longer, he freed one hand and maneuvered it between their bodies to pluck the hard bud of her clitoris. Her cries escalated, and he felt the contractions of her release around him. Only then did he allow himself to come.
In the aftermath, he braced himself against her and tried to think enough to speak. “Did I hurt you?”
She didn’t open her eyes, and he was gratified to know he wasn’t the only one who was completely wiped out. “I’m not that delicate.”
No. She was the strongest woman he’d ever met. “I know.”
“I love you, you know.”
If he’d had a little more energy, he might have done a back flip. Instead, he just smiled and nuzzled her sweaty neck. “I love you too.”
She yawned, a lusty, ear-popping noise. “I wanted to tell you that over a nice romantic dinner. We’re going all out of order again.”
“It seems to work for us.” He shifted her weight and felt his body harden.
She inhaled. “You can say that again.”
About the Author
Alisha Rai has been enthralled with romance novels since she smuggled her first tattered Harlequin home from the library at the age of thirteen. A mild-mannered florist by day, she pens sexy, emotional contemporaries and paranormals by night.
After a lifetime spent bouncing around the States, she is content to call sunny South Florida home for now. When she’s not reading or working, Alisha loves to hang out with her close-knit family. She happily lives in a chaotic house filled with clutter, laughter, good food, boisterous kids and very loud relatives.
Alisha loves to hear from her readers! You can send her an e-mail at [email protected] or visit her on the web at www.alisharai.com.
Look for these titles by Alisha Rai
Now Available:
Glutton for Pleasure
Cabin Fever
Love isn’t something she thinks she needs…until it lands right on her doorstep.
Cabin Fever
© 2009 Alisha Rai
Genevieve Boden is a witch and doesn’t care who knows. The townspeople’s fear of her keeps away those who have hurt her before—like the local men of authority. Besides, a life of
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