Coming Back [The Belladonna Arms: 1] by John Inman

Author:John Inman [Inman, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, all romance ebooks
ISBN: 9781634762311
Amazon: 1634762312
Barnesnoble: 1634762312
Goodreads: 25932587
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-07-31T14:00:00+00:00

WHEN I heard Ramon rustling around next door, kicking his shoes off and rattling a grocery bag, I knew he was home from work. I also knew he was home because Wilbur bustled off through the closet door with a purr of welcome already rumbling in his tummy, or wherever it is a cat’s purr originates. (Like I said before, I’m not very well versed in anatomy.)

As soon as I thought the getting-settled-in-after-coming-home-from-work sounds had started to taper off, I tapped gently at the connecting door.

Ramon called out, “Come on in, Barney!”

I stepped through the door and froze. Ramon was standing by his dresser in nothing but socks and a snow-white pair of bikini briefs. He was in the process of pulling a T-shirt over his head. With his arms in the air and his head momentarily tangled inside the shirt, I had a precious second or two to take in the beauty before me. Sweet Jesus. I had never seen such a delicious landscape of bronzed flesh in my life. This was my first glimpse of Ramon’s torso (you may have already picked up on the fact that I loved his fuzzy legs). His nipples were two perfect copper coins, stunning to behold. His chest was hairless but for a teeny trail of fuzz dribbling down from above his belly button, which was stretched taut at the moment, what with his arms straining this way and that as he tried to drag the recalcitrant T-shirt over his head. Beneath that deliciously kissable belly button, the teeny treasure trail of tummy hair flared out into a sexy-ass bush of black pubes that spilled over the waistband of his lowrider underwear, promising glories below I could only dream about.

And speaking of the glories below—the healthy bulge in the snowy fabric of Ramon’s bikini briefs, which I could only assume was Ramon’s dick, God help me, made me suck in a hurried breath of air before I passed out cold on the floor from the sudden bombardment of lust that tore its way through me like a bolt of lightning.

If I’d had a needle and thread handy, I’d have slipped into the melee and sewn the neck of Ramon’s T-shirt closed so I could sit back and watch him struggle with it a little longer. But alas, I didn’t. Far too soon for my liking, he managed to poke his head through the damn thing and spot me standing there staring at him.

The smile that spread across his face at the sight of me all googly-eyed in the doorway almost made me swoon all over again. It actually looked… welcoming.

“Hi,” he said through the smile. “What’s up?”

If he was embarrassed to find me watching him struggle into his clothes, he didn’t show it. He merely scooped a pair of lounging pants out of the dresser drawer beside him and slipped his lovely bare legs into them, breaking my heart completely since I really didn’t want to see them go. The lounging pants didn’t do much to cover the bulge in Ramon’s underpants.

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