Fran Lee Woman On Fire (pdf)

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feeling deep in his gut as she rode the wind blowing her halo of hair around her head
and face like a flame. He stared, mesmerized for a moment, before he moved quickly to
drag his boots and shirt on. He swore at the aches in his back and arms and then
headed out to greet her.
As she rode down the slope and slowed the string of all six of his horses, he had
wanted so fucking badly to reach up and pull her off and bury his lips in her fragrant
copper curls but he d refrained, simply opening the gate to let her take the horses
inside. When she was finished putting the halters and the long sisal lead rope back into
the tack box and stood brushing her hair back from her flushed face, he didn t bother to
hold himself back. He reached out an arm and snaked her close and ignored her squeak
of protest as he took her succulent mouth and tasted what he craved to his soul.
Cheyenne had expected a totally different greeting than this heart-stopping,
seductive kiss. She had let him sleep because she had been afraid of what she might see
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in those dark eyes in the morning light. Men could feel all hot and romantic in the night
but it seldom lasted past the wonderful moment when they had gotten what they
wanted and then the interest waned. She hadn t wanted to see that evasive, slightly
embarrassed look that came over their faces when they realized the woman might think
what they d said and done in the night would be expected to continue in the cold glare
of daylight.
She d had that experience once and that had been one experience she never wanted
to repeat. So she had given him space and had been determined to act as if nothing
unusual had happened between them, letting him off the hook without making him
uncomfortable. She had certainly not expected to be swept into his arms and kissed
silly.
Her initial shock was overcome by her natural enjoyment and she surrendered her
weight to his arms and let him plunder her lips and tongue to his heart s content. Who
knew when she might wear out her welcome? If he still wanted more of her, she wasn t
going to miss out. She couldn t stop her hands from moving over his utterly mouth-
watering chest, dragging her fingertips over the flat masculine nipples she could feel
under the light cotton shirt. He shivered in response and he lifted his mouth to growl,
Careful what you ask for. I m in a willing mood this morning.
Sorry! I have a nipple fetish. And yours are so hot. She laughed as he growled
and kissed her again, unable to stop his own laugh from filling her mouth.
I need a shower work remember? Her voice was breathless when he at last
lifted his head and moved his lips to her throat.
I can scrub your back, he murmured against her throat as his teeth gently
nibbled.
Sounds like a deal. She sighed as her body shuddered with pleasant reaction to
his hands cupping her breasts through her tank top.
You could call in sick today, he growled against her mouth as he caught her lips
again.
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After just two days on the job? My boss might object& She laughed as he ran his
tongue over the outline of her lips.
I can put in a good word for you I know him personally.
Why so eager? We have all night tonight.
I want to hear you scream out when you come. And it s damn hard to feel free to
make love on the sofa and the table and the floor when there s an audience.
His words set off all sorts of shivers and naughty feelings and she looked up into
those black eyes and heard herself say breathlessly, You definitely have a good point
there.
Come let me show you my other good point. His voice was a rasp in his throat as
he swung her off her feet and drove his tongue into her mouth.
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Chapter Nine
He had wasted no time in removing their clothes and pulling her into the frosted
glass shower stall in the upstairs bathroom. As they kissed deeply and sweetly, he took
the soap from the holder and began to run it over her body slowly and sensuously as
she closed her eyes and spread her thighs for his hands to stroke the soap seductively
between her legs. He left her lips to kiss down the side of her neck, then to run his
mouth over her water-slick, soapy breasts. Oh God, but that felt delicious. Her head
lolled back as he sucked each nipple deep into his mouth.
He laughed as he rinsed the lather from his mouth under the spray and turned her
so that he could smooth the soap over her back and ass. He ran his palms over every
inch of her skin and then turned her under the spray so the lather rinsed off. She was
nearly wild from his hands when he shocked her by bending to suck her nipple hard
into his mouth once again as his hand cupped her mound. She arched and clutched his
head and gasped as he laughed softly and dropped to his knees in the shower, looking
up into her eyes.
What are you oh! Oh my God! Her eyes closed as she threw her head back at the
feel of him using his thumbs to open her folds. He gave a little growl of wicked intent
and took her with his mouth while she gave a wailing cry of wild pleasure. Her legs
nearly gave out. He lifted one leg over his shoulder then the other and he pulled her to
his wicked mouth and ravished her like a starving man. His hot tongue swirled and
dipped, sucking gently, then dipping hard and hot into her. She threw her arms out
against the wet tiles to keep from slipping sideways.
She had often wondered what this would feel like and now she knew! Wild,
orgasmic, incredible, erotic and as she convulsed into a completely mind-blowing
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climax, he laughed softly and drove his tongue into her, intensifying the orgasm to a
near-death experience.
She gasped and begged him to stop. The unrelenting waves of nearly painful
pleasure racked her body until she thought she would die of it. And when he withdrew
his tongue, and gently suckled her throbbing clitoris for a moment before setting her
back on her feet and sliding up her body to catch her nipple and suck it deep.
My god, Azrael I never I mean you&
He laughed softly against her breast and then moved his mouth to her lips again,
letting her taste herself on his tongue. She almost lost her ability to stand.
He reached to shut off the water then wrapped her in a huge towel, drying her skin
with loving strokes of the fluffy terrycloth. She stood there like she d just been hit by a
mortar shell, her eyes glazed and wide on his face as he kissed her belly and her breasts
and her shoulder, his mouth following the towel on its journey over her body.
He knew he had given his woman deep, delicious pleasure. If there was anything
he knew how to do well, it was that. And before she had burst into his dead, cold
existence, the wildly wanton sexual release he had just given this woman would have
made him curl his lip and feel soiled. But with Cheyenne Red Wolf, he felt completed.
Powerful. And he knew that there would be no other woman in his bed for the rest of
his existence if he could not make her believe she belonged to him, body and soul.
But would this modern woman believe he had seen her coming into his life in a
dream? He doubted that.
Azrael zipped his jeans and reached for his shirt, his body and mind pleasantly [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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