Christmas Angel by Lisa Marie Rice

Author:Lisa Marie Rice
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2003-12-18T05:00:00+00:00

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Nicole wanted to weep. Her lower body was still climaxing. She could feel herself clenching tightly, rhythmically around Alessandro, who was almost larger than in her memory. He hadn’t even bothered to make love with skill, as she knew he could, regulating his strokes, following her rhythms. He hadn’t had to. Just seeing him had awakened nerves she’d thought dead. Her vagina—what he’d delighted in calling her ‘butterfly’—had no pride at all where Alessandro was concerned. Her orgasm would go on for long minutes, though he’d done nothing to merit it. She felt the spasms of orgasm as if they were remote arcane aspects of her body, having nothing to do with her.

Her lower body was welcoming Alessandro back. Her mind was screaming—you fool!

It was like being torn in two.

Was this to be her future then? For the rest of her days, she’d live celibate and alone, sad and empty, waiting for Alessandro to walk in and out of her life as he pleased. She’d spend a year mourning him, then he’d show up and fuck her and she’d be stupidly grateful and then he’d leave again.

Repeat cycle.

It didn’t bear thinking about.

She was still climaxing when she pushed again at his shoulder. “Didn’t you hear me? Get off me. Now.”

Alessandro was looking down at her, face blank with shock. “What did you say?”

Well of course he was surprised. Bimbos didn’t say no, did they? They were grateful for every second The Great Man was fucking them.

She took a deep breath. “I. Said. Get. Off.”

He clutched her hips and moved upwards with his penis, in short strokes that touched some secret spot only he had ever found.

Pleasure spiked through her, insidious, burning, electric, her body’s curse. Tears sprang into her eyes as she tried to twist her hips to get away from him. She couldn’t, of course.

“Be still,” Alessandro murmured. He held her hips harder, pumped more quickly. Nicole could feel herself moving quickly into another orgasm. She burned with humiliation, as if she was a cheap whore and he had a ten-dollar bill in his hand.

Her thighs started trembling. She had to stop him, had to, before she came again.

“There’s a name for this,” she said coldly, holding his eyes. “And it isn’t a pretty one.”

Alessandro’s jaw muscles bunched. “This isn’t rape and you know it, cara.”

“It is when the woman doesn’t want it.”

Something hot flashed in his dark eyes. “You don’t want it?” The tempo of his hips increased, he did something that moved the heavy base of his penis directly against her clitoris and thrust hard. Nicole was caught in the grip of a wild burning storm, shaken from the inside out by the force of her climax. She cried out, her entire world reduced to her body, to her vagina and Alessandro inside her. The contractions went on and on as he kept pumping. She was helpless to stop it; it was as if some malign entity had taken over her body.

She didn’t want this.

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