Amaury's Hellion by Folsom Tina

Author:Folsom, Tina [Folsom, Tina]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Paranormal, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 9780983612919
Publisher: Tina Folsom
Published: 2010-12-15T08:00:00+00:00

18

Amaury looked into Nina’s apprehensive face. She knew what was coming—she was all woman. He wouldn’t disappoint her.

“Every promise needs a token. Here’s mine.” He led her hand to his impatient cock, pressing her open palm against his hard flesh. Even through the fabric of his pants he felt her warmth and softness. Her touch sent his heart racing again.

The woman was driving him insane, and if vampires could have heart attacks, she would surely cause him one. Seeing her in Luther’s hold—no, he had to wipe the image from his mind.

“Is that the only thing you can think of?” Her sweet voice was softer now.

He allowed himself to inhale her feminine scent. Was she using vanilla-scented soap or was this her own unique smell her body produced? Just a whiff catapulted his senses into overdrive.

“Apparently when I’m with you, that’s what’s on my mind.” And that wasn’t even a lie.

“Can’t you wait until we’re back at your place?”

“Evidently not.” His cock strained against her hand as she tortured him by squeezing. Vixen. Minx. Seductress.

When he’d dragged her into this room, he’d planned on having angry sex with her, but now, he didn’t feel that angry anymore. Well, he could always have angry sex with her some other time, since for sure she’d make him mad about something else soon enough. Her compliance never lasted long.

But as long as Nina purred like the sweet kitten she surely wasn’t, he would take advantage of the chance to have her without fear of her claws. Not that his pleasure wouldn’t be heightened by a few scratches. Or a few bites.

“Do you prefer the table or the couch?” He should at least give her a choice of where he’d finally ravish her. After all, he was old-school and French.

She cast a look at the table, then the couch, then back at him. There was a wicked glint in her eyes, sending a shockwave through his groin. God, she was actually contemplating the table, wasn’t she?

“What’ll feel better?”

He couldn’t suppress a grin. “Chérie, no matter how—or where—I take you, it’ll be the best you’ve ever had.” He would make absolutely sure of that.

“Amaury, you’re so full of shit!”

Now he had to prove something. He wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. “Why don’t we settle this little argument when you have all the facts?” Oh yes: he’d drive those facts home inch by inch, stroke by stroke.

Amaury lifted her off the floor and carried her to the couch, swiping a clean table cloth off one of the shelves. After spreading the white cloth over the couch, he dropped her onto it. He caught her surprised look. Had she thought he was going to fuck her on the filthy couch, subjecting her to God-knows what germs?

“Nina, you have a lot to learn about me.”

“Then let’s start with the lesson right now.” She pulled him down to her, her arms locking behind his neck. Now she spoke his language.

“What would you like to learn?” He brushed his lips against her cheek then nibbled his way along her jaw.

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