EGYPTIENNES - CARTES POSTALES by Stétié Salah & Belorgey Jean-Michel

Author:Stétié, Salah & Belorgey, Jean-Michel [Stétié, Salah & Belorgey, Jean-Michel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9782912019202
Amazon: 2912019206
Goodreads: 8976955
Publisher: BLEU AUTOUR
Published: 2004-03-01T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

FIRECRACKER

LINCOLN

Any concerns I may have had about Wren’s lipstick evaporate the second she settles over my erection. It doesn’t matter that there are several layers of fabric between us. I’m still painfully hard, and every single muscle in my body responds by trying to contract at the same time.

Then she has to go and roll her hips. I drop my head against the back of the couch, watching her through half-closed eyes. I try to remember the last time I had sex. It’s been a while. An embarrassingly long while. But then, when your accommodations lack privacy and hot showers are a rarity, sex really isn’t on the brain. Well, that’s not true; it’s definitely on the brain, but it’s not so much a viable option.

Wren makes another slow circle with her hips. I bet she’s a good dancer. I bet she’s going to be incredible in bed. At least I’m hoping that’s where this is headed.

She slides her warm, soft palm—her hand is going to feel so good wrapped around me—up the side of my neck. Her fingernails drag along the edge of my jaw, and she presses her thumb against the center of my chin, right over the divot.

Wren rises, taking away the friction I’ve been enjoying. “Do you think this is a good idea?”

I know what she’s asking. It’s the reason I haven’t given in to the urge to lock her in my office again and see if we could get that almost-kiss moment back. “I think it’s probably the best idea I’ve ever had.” I bite the end of her finger when she skims my lip. “Don’t overthink it, Wren. We’re already here. If we give in to it, I bet we’ll both feel better.”

As I say it, I realize it’s actually quite true. We’ve been fighting against the draw pretty much from day one, even when I was being an unbearable, antagonistic ass.

She bites that sexy bottom lip with that stupid lipstick that never comes off and nods once. “Let the record show that I tried to be the logical one for five seconds here, and you had zero interest in listening to reason.”

“It wasn’t much of an argument, but if that makes you feel better, I’ll let you believe you thought about saying no.”

Wren shrieks as I grab her ass, slide to the edge of the couch and stand with her wrapped around me. She nibbles along my jaw as I walk us down the hall to the bedroom.

We kiss as clothes come off and drop to the floor. I’d like to say I take my time undressing her, but we’re both fairly frantic, stripping the other down as fast as we can to get to bare skin. In all fairness, I’m not wearing much. I take a moment when I get her down to her panties to appreciate what I’m about to unveil, though.

I cup her delicate face between my hands and kiss her again, slow this time, with the intention to savor her and not make her lipstick disappear.

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