her She moved against his hand, squeezing and releasing, unspoken thoughts. “We know this is a new experience for finding a rhythm that would give her release. So lost in her you. Just relax and let us take care of you.”
own world of self-pleasure, she almost forgot she wasn’t alone.
Take care of her? If it got any hotter than this she was She’d spent so much time alone. Way too long.
going to pass out and miss the whole experience.
“Look at me, Abby.”
“Ever known a woman like Abby, Mike?” Seth asked.
Seth’s voice, below her, called to her through this haze
“You’re like this sweet, innocent little thing. But there’s a fire of ecstasy. She lifted her lids and looked down to see him on burning inside you, Abby. A flame waiting for a spark.”
his knees, poised between her legs.
“You just needed us to light you up,” Mike replied,
“Spread for me.”
palming her buttocks and slipping his hand between them.
Shuddering, she widened her legs. Mike thrust his She couldn’t help it. It had been so long since a man fingers in deeper, and she let out a panting gasp.
had touched her pussy. When she felt Mike’s warm, hot hand Seth leaned in and fit his mouth over her clit, sucking cup her, she let out a shaky whimper.
the hood between his teeth, licking along the folds to capture
“Shh, it’s okay.” He rocked his palm against her. She the tiny pearl that burst with pleasure.
was soaked, knew she was flooding his hand. But she couldn’t
“Ahh, oh God,” she cried, digging her nails into Mike’s stop the sensations, the way her body responded. And she arm as she watched Seth’s tongue bathing her with warm wet, didn’t want to. She wanted to come and come hard against his relentless pulses, while Mike’s fingers fucked her with a steady hand.
rhythm. She couldn’t take it. Though it was too soon, she
“Please, please touch me.”
couldn’t hold back. She spun over the edge in seconds, tensing
“Oh, I’m going to touch you, Abby. All. Night. Long.”
and arching her back, shuddering through a wild climax that She shut her eyes and gave herself up to the sensation seemed to come out of nowhere and caught her unaware. Mike of his fingers probing her throbbing pussy, slipping inside her held her, forcing his fingers past the tightening muscles of her with first one finger, then two. She felt the pulses as her cunt cunt, continuing to pump her until she was right on the edge surrounded him, the sweet contractions of pleasure at the again.
invasion.
But when he pulled out, she nearly cried at the feeling Oh, it felt so good to feel human touch against her body of emptiness. Seth stood and she was left shaky and alone, again. She hadn’t realized how alone and isolated she’d been half-naked and feeling incredibly vulnerable.
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Not for long, though. Seth’s mouth met hers in a tangle pants, letting them slip to the floor and kicking them away.
of passion that surprised her. Where formerly he’d been slow Soon he was naked and tugging down her dress, casting it on and tender, now he was forceful and filled with a need that top of his clothes.
matched her own. He drove one hand into her hair, wrapping
“Damn.” Garters and stockings. Nothing turned him on his hand into the tangle of curls and pulling her head back, more. Something about a woman still partially dressed made ravaging her mouth with relentless stabs of his tongue. She met his balls quiver. He kneeled behind her and swept his hands him eagerly, fumbling for the buttons of his shirt, desperate to upward from her ankles to her thighs, savoring the feel of silk feel his skin against hers.
against his palms, lingering where the lace met the straps of her Behind her, she heard the rustle of clothing, assumed garters. He inhaled her musky fragrance, reached
own world of self-pleasure, she almost forgot she wasn’t alone.
Take care of her? If it got any hotter than this she was She’d spent so much time alone. Way too long.
going to pass out and miss the whole experience.
“Look at me, Abby.”
“Ever known a woman like Abby, Mike?” Seth asked.
Seth’s voice, below her, called to her through this haze
“You’re like this sweet, innocent little thing. But there’s a fire of ecstasy. She lifted her lids and looked down to see him on burning inside you, Abby. A flame waiting for a spark.”
his knees, poised between her legs.
“You just needed us to light you up,” Mike replied,
“Spread for me.”
palming her buttocks and slipping his hand between them.
Shuddering, she widened her legs. Mike thrust his She couldn’t help it. It had been so long since a man fingers in deeper, and she let out a panting gasp.
had touched her pussy. When she felt Mike’s warm, hot hand Seth leaned in and fit his mouth over her clit, sucking cup her, she let out a shaky whimper.
the hood between his teeth, licking along the folds to capture
“Shh, it’s okay.” He rocked his palm against her. She the tiny pearl that burst with pleasure.
was soaked, knew she was flooding his hand. But she couldn’t
“Ahh, oh God,” she cried, digging her nails into Mike’s stop the sensations, the way her body responded. And she arm as she watched Seth’s tongue bathing her with warm wet, didn’t want to. She wanted to come and come hard against his relentless pulses, while Mike’s fingers fucked her with a steady hand.
rhythm. She couldn’t take it. Though it was too soon, she
“Please, please touch me.”
couldn’t hold back. She spun over the edge in seconds, tensing
“Oh, I’m going to touch you, Abby. All. Night. Long.”
and arching her back, shuddering through a wild climax that She shut her eyes and gave herself up to the sensation seemed to come out of nowhere and caught her unaware. Mike of his fingers probing her throbbing pussy, slipping inside her held her, forcing his fingers past the tightening muscles of her with first one finger, then two. She felt the pulses as her cunt cunt, continuing to pump her until she was right on the edge surrounded him, the sweet contractions of pleasure at the again.
invasion.
But when he pulled out, she nearly cried at the feeling Oh, it felt so good to feel human touch against her body of emptiness. Seth stood and she was left shaky and alone, again. She hadn’t realized how alone and isolated she’d been half-naked and feeling incredibly vulnerable.
the past few years, how she’d come to depend on only her own 34
Jaci Burton/ Wild, Wicked & Wanton /Unedited Advance Reading Copy Berkley Heat/May, 2007
Not for long, though. Seth’s mouth met hers in a tangle pants, letting them slip to the floor and kicking them away.
of passion that surprised her. Where formerly he’d been slow Soon he was naked and tugging down her dress, casting it on and tender, now he was forceful and filled with a need that top of his clothes.
matched her own. He drove one hand into her hair, wrapping
“Damn.” Garters and stockings. Nothing turned him on his hand into the tangle of curls and pulling her head back, more. Something about a woman still partially dressed made ravaging her mouth with relentless stabs of his tongue. She met his balls quiver. He kneeled behind her and swept his hands him eagerly, fumbling for the buttons of his shirt, desperate to upward from her ankles to her thighs, savoring the feel of silk feel his skin against hers.
against his palms, lingering where the lace met the straps of her Behind her, she heard the rustle of clothing, assumed garters. He inhaled her musky fragrance, reached
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