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Interview with the Daredevil. Nicola Marsh
Читать онлайн.Название Interview with the Daredevil
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isbn 9781408920770
Автор произведения Nicola Marsh
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Modern Heat
Издательство HarperCollins
The corner of his mouth kicked up along with an eyebrow.
‘Then why the grin?’
‘Because I’m happier than I’ve been in a while.’
The truth spilled out and as surprise lit his eyes she wished she could take it back.
This wasn’t the time for stark reality.
This was a time to forget the past; to live in the future.
Before he could ask any more questions or she could blurt out any more mood-killers, she wrapped a leg around him, surprised when he murmured, ‘Me too,’ in her ear.
Before she could ponder why a rich, gorgeous, adventurous guy like him would be anything other than happy he systematically ravaged her, starting at the top and working his way down.
He ripped off her robe and her nipples instantly hardened as he stared at her breasts through the wet Lycra.
Her simple navy one-piece was conservative by swimsuit standards these days but the way Roman devoured her with his eyes made her feel as if she wore the skimpiest, sexiest swimsuit ever.
Not that she was wearing it for long.
Hooking his thumbs under the straps, he peeled them down.
Slowly.
Revealing one breast first, then another, his hungry stare making her skin pebble.
She sucked in a breath as he continued stripping her, kneeling in front of her as he tugged the swimsuit lower … and lower … his breath fanning her belly.
Lower still and she stiffened as the swimsuit snagged on her butt. Using his hands, he slid them under the Lycra and eased it over and down her legs, baring her to him and she shivered, more from the intensity and hunger in his stare than the air-conditioned chill in the air.
‘Jeez,’ he murmured, his hands stroking her ankles, her calves, the backs of her knees, lingering on the insides of her thighs and gently nudging her apart.
She watched him, so turned on she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, for wanting him to touch the part of her throbbing for him.
Second after torturous second passed before his head eased forward and his mouth finally touched her where she yearned to be touched.
Her pelvis arched as his tongue flicked her, once, twice and she whimpered, the tension within her spiralling out of control too soon, too fast.
But she was powerless to stop it and as he spread her further, his tongue lapping at her, she came apart on a drawn-out scream.
Senseless, boneless, she would’ve slid down the wall if his strong hands hadn’t braced her waist and as he kissed his way upwards, his tongue tracing a slow, scorching path towards her breasts, her need for him increased.
‘That was … ooh …’
His mouth clamped around a nipple, sucking it while his hand kneaded her other breast, and the tension started again, coiling, tightening.
She wanted to say that was spectacular, sensational, stupendous, and a whole host of other totally inadequate adjectives. But he didn’t give her time to think.
Before shrugging off his robe he pulled his wallet out of the pocket, snaffled a foil packet, stripped off his board shorts as if it were the most natural thing in the world and made quick work of a condom.
While she struggled to breathe as she watched the entire time.
Time slowed as she watched him roll the condom over his arousal, thick and long, and she clenched her hands to stop from reaching out and finishing the job for him.
When she finally wrenched her gaze away, she sucked in a breath, for he was looking at her the same way: wide-eyed, dazed and ravenous.
Needing him inside her, now, she opened her arms to him and he didn’t need to be asked twice.
His hands splayed her waist as he hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around him.
He nudged her entrance and she moaned as he slid in, inch by exquisite inch, until he filled her.
His mouth claimed hers as he started to move, gliding in and out, trying to keep it slow.
But she didn’t want slow. She wanted hard and fast. She wanted the type of sex she’d never had.
Her pelvis took on a life of its own as she bucked against him, urging him on and he obliged, pumping into her until she was mindless, clawing to the edge of another monumental orgasm before falling over the other side in a blaze of heat and glory.
He came a second later, thrusting up so high she almost passed out with pleasure and as they clung to each other, sweat-slicked skin gleaming in the lamplight, she couldn’t help but wish she’d been this adventurous a long time ago.
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