Captain's Choice by V K Powell

Author:V K Powell [Powell, V K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626399983
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2017-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Bennett allowed Kerstin to drag her into the cottage. Very soon, Kerstin would come to her senses and run the other way. She always did if they got too close. But for the moment, Bennett savored the desire seeping from Kerstin’s pores and the craving it released in her.

She closed the door behind them, and Kerstin stepped into her body space and stared at her, begging her to understand and accept. The usual crystal blue of her irises turned stormy, but she didn’t speak.

Bennett swallowed hard at the hunger in Kerstin’s eyes. “Is there something you’d like to talk about or—”

“Absolutely not.” With no preamble, Kerstin pushed her against the closed door and kissed her.

An urgent kiss so demanding Bennett struggled for breath. Kerstin’s hands fisted her hair and held her close while heat swelled and surged between them. Bennett’s legs trembled and she clung to Kerstin’s hips. She wanted this so desperately. She dreamed about sex with Kerstin, but her dreams were better choreographed and way more intimate. “Kerst—”

“Shush.” She scanned the small living space before resting her hooded eyes on Bennett again. “Bedroom?”

Bennett nodded toward the back of the cottage. “But shouldn’t we—”

“We’ve been dancing around this since I came back. Let’s get it out of our systems and move on.” She grabbed Bennett’s waistband and pulled her to the bedside.

“Like this?”

“Please stop talking, or I’ll change my mind.” She reached for Bennett’s shirt buttons but stopped. “Do you want me to change my mind?”

“Of course not, but—”

“Then please be quiet and let me have you, my way.” She ripped the front of Bennett’s shirt open, stripped it off, peeled her sports bra over her head, and stood back. “Oh, my. You’re more…everything…than I imagined.”

Bennett gasped, a combination of cool air on her steamy skin and Kerstin’s open appreciation. Bennett had fantasized about having sex with Kerstin, but she was the assertive one, gradually seducing Kerstin and slowly tormenting her until she begged to be taken. Bennett stepped forward with her arms open, an invitation for intimacy, but Kerstin backed away.

“Take off your jeans, slowly,” Kerstin said. When Bennett hesitated, she added, “Do you want me to say please?”

Bennett’s hands shook as she loosened her belt, unzipped her jeans, and folded them away from her body. She didn’t get nervous with women. Ever. But Kerstin wasn’t just any woman.

Kerstin laughed and pointed at her jeans. “Lucky you. Really?”

Bennett paused, uncertain. Maybe Kerstin noticed her discomfort, or maybe she didn’t look as good in her jeans as she imagined, but she glanced down and laughed as well. “The Lucky jeans motto.”

“Guess we’ll have to see how lucky I am, won’t we?” She knelt and skinned Bennett’s clothes off, tossing them and her shoes into a pile on the floor.

Kerstin Anthony on her knees in front of her—a fantasy come true. Bennett’s mouth dried while the inside of her thighs dampened. She shifted to close her legs.

“Don’t, please.” Kerstin slid a finger between Bennett’s thighs, and Bennett’s knees buckled. “Oh.

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