Elven 2- Elven Encounter by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:25:43+00:00

Chapter Three

Sara’s bedroom door opened with a crash. Gent was careful not to hurt her, but his hurry was no less eager as he tossed her onto the softness of her thick, pale yellow comforter. She bounced on the foam mattress, laughing with glee, and looked up at him.

Gent was definitely worthy of admiration as he shrugged out of his leather jacket. God, he could be something out of a woman’s wet dream. So broad through the shoulders, so narrow at the waist, and those legs… she hadn’t gotten a look at them yet, but the jeans he wore were so tight that she had a great idea about all the rock-hard muscles underneath.

She leaned back on her arms and blew an air kiss to the man who’d been carrying her. “Are you ready for me?”

Niall appeared behind Gent. “Ready for anything you choose,” he rumbled.

“Aye. It’s yours to say what comes next.” Gent crouched down and pressed a kiss to one of Sara’s bare knees. “But if I can make a request, let’s have you naked first. I want to see that luscious body without any kind of clothing to interrupt the view.”

“Mmm. I could go for naked.” Sara felt giddy. “But if I’m calling the shots, then you undress me.”

“Which one of us?” Gent wanted to know.

“Either. Both. It doesn’t matter.” Her skin tingled and burned with the need to be free of her tan suede vest and the rest of her jeans. “Just get to it.”

“I was first in the room, so I claim the right to this,” Gent informed Niall. He knelt next to Sara on the bed. “Now, how does this work?” He reached for the chunky wooden buttons on her vest. “Do they open, or does the garment slip off over your head?”

This just got better and better. “They open,” Sara replied, feeling a thrill of excitement as Gent’s talented fingers caressed the tops of her breasts. “One at a time. Go slow. I want to see your face while you’re doing this.”

“As the lady commands.” Gent fumbled a little with the first big button, then made a noise of pleasure when it slipped loose, followed by a hungry growl as her cleavage was exposed. “None of those breast binders for you, eh?”

“I’m small enough to get away without one. And it comes in really handy sometimes.” Sara wanted his hand on her breast, no more waiting. “Go for the rest of the buttons,” she ordered. “Get me naked.”

Now that he’d learned the trick to the chunky buttons, Gent was quick to finish opening Sara’s vest. He pushed the suede off her shoulders, letting her shrug it off onto the bed, and dropped both gaze and hands to Sara’s breasts. Though small, they were full, their crimson nipples standing up hard and proud. She thrust her chest forward, waiting for a reaction.

God, it felt good to be a wanton.

Gent muttered something in a language Sara didn’t understand. Gaelic? The words didn’t matter so much, though.

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