Chosen: Part Four (Allure Book 4) by Josie Litton

Author:Josie Litton [Litton, Josie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult & College, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
Amazon: B01DH3MGNA
Goodreads: 29625642
Published: 2016-03-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I tasted blood, a faint trace of it when my tongue stroked hers, taking, claiming even as I marveled at what she permitted.

Was it possible--? I couldn’t even frame the thought, forgiveness being so far beyond anything that I dared to hope for.

But the blood…the copper tang of her life…that stirred a dark force deep inside me that I was all too familiar with.

I wanted her--hard and fast, up against the nearest wall, driving into her until she screamed in ecstasy and took everything that I had. And then I wanted her again, over and over, until all the barriers between us were gone and nothing was left except the stark honesty of our need for each other.

But first--

She wanted truth and I wanted to give it. But I didn’t have the words, not then, for something that I had never experienced before in my life and didn’t know how to make sense of. All I could do was show her.

My hands shook, slipping under her skirt, over her slim, taut thighs to find the little scrap of lace between them. A groan broke from me when I felt her dampness.

Clasping her hips, I eased her skirt up to her leather-clinched waist. She gasped but didn’t resist. Nor did she object when I turned her around so that we were both facing the glass doors that led out onto the terrace. Lavender and pink remnants of the sunset still clung to the western horizon but above the long swathe of Central Park the sky was a pewter dome opaque enough to hide the stars.

Every city I had ever been in was the same, an isolated enclave interconnected with one another but cut off from the wider world. At least on Malta, and a few other places that I frequented, it was still possible to see beyond ourselves.

Breathing in Grace’s scent, I murmured, “Keep your eyes open.” Gently, I pushed her panties aside, baring her to me. Her cunt was pink, soft and glistening. Ignoring the painful hardness of my cock, I parted her and flicked my index finger over her clit.

She moaned, the sound at once sweet and plaintive. Her hands fluttered before settling on mine at her waist where I held her and below. I waited through one heartbeat and the next for her to push me away. When she didn’t, I began again, stroking her slowly at first, then more deliberately. Our hands moved as one, hers riding on mine.

“See how beautiful you are,” I said as her head fell back and she moaned again. She was close, very close. The coiling tension in her body fueled my own. I thrust my thumb deeply into her, rotating it as I pressed down hard on her clit. She was so exquisitely primed and so sensitive to my touch that very little more was needed. The spasms of her release, coming with brutal swiftness, went on and on.

When they subsided at last, I dropped my head against the curve of her shoulder but continued holding her upright.

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