wake you.”
“I could really get use to that kind of wake up call.”
He had a lethal glint in his dark fathomless eyes. One she’d never seen before, and it prompted her into action. “Well, now that you’re up, I wanted to tell you how sorry I was for falling asleep on you last night. It was rude and unforgivable.” She started to get up, but his hand snaked out and grabbed her arm, holding her in place.
“You have no idea how up I am,” he growled. “And I never did get my good night kiss. You owe me, Lace, and now I’m collecting.” He pulled her off the table and on top of him then crushed his mouth to hers.
It was a hard, brutal kiss, not at all gentle. Nick was hot and insistent. Something inside of her responded to his primitive demand. She didn’t want it to end. Yet, at the same time, she needed it to stop..
His lips stayed hard against hers, and the feel of him beneath her had her losing reason. Lacey wanted him to take her. She wanted to please him. To do everything he wished and fulfill all his fantasies.
Last night, Nick had relished taking Lacey to bed, tucking her in and letting her dream deeply. This morning, he was beyond ready to get inside her tight body. Now was the time for him to get a taste of what had been out of his reach for far too long.
Anne Rainey
Nick wanted to seduce her into submitting to him. He could, and he knew it. He needed to take the lead. To show her how perfect it could be. How perfect he knew it would be, because everything about Lacey was perfect.
She was what a man desired in a woman. Soft, womanly curves, a sweet innocence that made him want to shelter and protect, and a hot, steamy inner passion just begging to be released. She was so ripe. Nick ached to pluck her from the vine that kept her chained and taste every juicy inch.
Lacey whimpered and went pliant in his arms. It was all the encouragement he needed. If Nick couldn’t have all of her today, right now then he’d at least take a sample. Something that would stick with him, tide him over until he could have it all.
He used his tongue to coax her lips apart, licking at the delicate skin until she finally surrendered. He entered the sweet cavern of her mouth and explored its wet heat. He moved his tongue in a rhythm akin to making love, going slowly in and out, building the pleasure by small measures. Suddenly, Lacey’s delicate hands were in his hair. She grabbed handfuls and pulled him closer still.
Nick took his mouth from hers. “Baby, I want you. I want to be buried inside of you until you scream my name. God, how I’ve fantasized about that.” He shut his eyes for a minute in an effort to gain control before opening them again. “But I’m not sure you’re ready.” When she started to protest, he hushed her by placing his index finger to her lips. “I will give you an appetizer.” No way was he going to leave her wanting.
Nick turned them so she lay against the couch, his body covering hers. He touched his tongue to her lips again, but this time it was just a bare whisper. Even so, Lacey whimpered again. The teasing little sound could be addicting.
He kissed each of her eyelids and trailed his lips along her cheeks, taking his time, drawing out the pleasure. If only it would last forever. Every time she blinked, every time she moved, he wanted her to think only of him and beg him for more.
Sitting back on his haunches, he pulled her top up over her head, and threw it on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra and his eyes drank in her delicate form. Baby-pink. That
Touching Lace
was the shade of her nipples. They were large and puffy. He’d never seen anything sweeter, or more tempting.
“Oh, baby, you are every man’s fantasy come to life, and you’re all mine.” Not giving her a chance to respond, he leaned down and sucked one pink tip into his
mouth, rolling it with his tongue and biting it lightly, giving in to the frantic need clawing at him. He closed his eyes and
“I could really get use to that kind of wake up call.”
He had a lethal glint in his dark fathomless eyes. One she’d never seen before, and it prompted her into action. “Well, now that you’re up, I wanted to tell you how sorry I was for falling asleep on you last night. It was rude and unforgivable.” She started to get up, but his hand snaked out and grabbed her arm, holding her in place.
“You have no idea how up I am,” he growled. “And I never did get my good night kiss. You owe me, Lace, and now I’m collecting.” He pulled her off the table and on top of him then crushed his mouth to hers.
It was a hard, brutal kiss, not at all gentle. Nick was hot and insistent. Something inside of her responded to his primitive demand. She didn’t want it to end. Yet, at the same time, she needed it to stop..
His lips stayed hard against hers, and the feel of him beneath her had her losing reason. Lacey wanted him to take her. She wanted to please him. To do everything he wished and fulfill all his fantasies.
Last night, Nick had relished taking Lacey to bed, tucking her in and letting her dream deeply. This morning, he was beyond ready to get inside her tight body. Now was the time for him to get a taste of what had been out of his reach for far too long.
Anne Rainey
Nick wanted to seduce her into submitting to him. He could, and he knew it. He needed to take the lead. To show her how perfect it could be. How perfect he knew it would be, because everything about Lacey was perfect.
She was what a man desired in a woman. Soft, womanly curves, a sweet innocence that made him want to shelter and protect, and a hot, steamy inner passion just begging to be released. She was so ripe. Nick ached to pluck her from the vine that kept her chained and taste every juicy inch.
Lacey whimpered and went pliant in his arms. It was all the encouragement he needed. If Nick couldn’t have all of her today, right now then he’d at least take a sample. Something that would stick with him, tide him over until he could have it all.
He used his tongue to coax her lips apart, licking at the delicate skin until she finally surrendered. He entered the sweet cavern of her mouth and explored its wet heat. He moved his tongue in a rhythm akin to making love, going slowly in and out, building the pleasure by small measures. Suddenly, Lacey’s delicate hands were in his hair. She grabbed handfuls and pulled him closer still.
Nick took his mouth from hers. “Baby, I want you. I want to be buried inside of you until you scream my name. God, how I’ve fantasized about that.” He shut his eyes for a minute in an effort to gain control before opening them again. “But I’m not sure you’re ready.” When she started to protest, he hushed her by placing his index finger to her lips. “I will give you an appetizer.” No way was he going to leave her wanting.
Nick turned them so she lay against the couch, his body covering hers. He touched his tongue to her lips again, but this time it was just a bare whisper. Even so, Lacey whimpered again. The teasing little sound could be addicting.
He kissed each of her eyelids and trailed his lips along her cheeks, taking his time, drawing out the pleasure. If only it would last forever. Every time she blinked, every time she moved, he wanted her to think only of him and beg him for more.
Sitting back on his haunches, he pulled her top up over her head, and threw it on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra and his eyes drank in her delicate form. Baby-pink. That
Touching Lace
was the shade of her nipples. They were large and puffy. He’d never seen anything sweeter, or more tempting.
“Oh, baby, you are every man’s fantasy come to life, and you’re all mine.” Not giving her a chance to respond, he leaned down and sucked one pink tip into his
mouth, rolling it with his tongue and biting it lightly, giving in to the frantic need clawing at him. He closed his eyes and
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