A Taste Of Sin by Jami Alden

Author:Jami Alden [Alden, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexy romance, alpha hero, reunion romance, high school sweethearts, sexy contemporary
Published: 2015-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

Nick watched Kelly come back to reality as he held himself still hard and throbbing inside of her. His shoulder stung where her sharp little teeth had marked him. He wanted to come, felt his climax building in the base of his spine. But his urge for release warred with his desire to get her off again. Watching Kelly come was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. It was like she was launched into another world when she came, and he wanted to send her there again and again.

"I want to feel you come, Nick," she whispered.

He nearly lost control at that, but managed to hold back. “Not yet. I want to watch you get off again." He punctuated this by withdrawing almost completely, then working himself back in, millimeter by millimeter, until he wasn't sure which one of them he was tormenting.

Kelly gazed up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, her body going unnaturally still. Placing her hands around his hips, she blew out all of her breath. Then suddenly her lower abs started moving—undulating, really—in a slow, steady rhythm. His eyes involuntarily closed at the sensation. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, like a firm, slick fist was kneading him from inside her body. Her hand came down to cup his testicles, cradling them gently in her fingers.

In seconds he was coming, his body jerking helplessly against her. He was wrung out, sucked dry as he collapsed on the mattress beside her.

"What the hell was that?" he gasped when he could finally breathe again. He forced his eyes open through sheer willpower.

Her full lips formed a sly cat-that-ate-the-cream smile. “Yoga," she said matter-of-factly. "I always wondered if that would work."

"Work? It almost fucking killed me."

She tucked her hands behind her head in exaggerated triumph. Her smile was an adorable combination of shyness and smug satisfaction. He rolled over on his back and pulled her against him, tucking her head snugly under his chin.

"Feel better now?" he murmured, dropping a kiss to the top of her head.

"I feel like a million bucks," she sighed. "From now on I know exactly who to come to when I'm in a bad mood."

"At your service." His fingers toyed with her hair, combing through the thick strands. The fresh smell of her shampoo teased his nose, and he buried his nose and inhaled deeply.

"I probably smell like French fries," she laughed.

"You smell great," he insisted. "All fresh and girly."

"Somehow I doubt it. That was the one thing I always hated about working at the pub." Her fingers idly played in his chest hair as she spoke. "At the end of my shift I could never seem to get the grease smell off my skin and hair, no matter how hard I scrubbed." She pulled a hank of hair to her nose. "Some things never change."

They were silent a few minutes. He should leave. But it felt so great just to hold her in the near darkness, their hands idly exploring naked skin, that he couldn't remember why it was so imperative to go home.

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