Lovers and Liars by Brenda Joyce

Author:Brenda Joyce [Joyce, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, General
ISBN: 9780307789488
Google: rMFFSmOFvtQC
Amazon: B004JN1CKG
Publisher: Dell
Published: 2011-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

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Going back downstairs would have amused Jack terribly, if he weren’t so insane with desire for Belinda. They didn’t have to talk, didn’t have to make plans. Jack kept a firm grip on her arm, glancing at her admiringly. Belinda looked like the cat that had lapped all the cream. Not in the least bit embarrassed. In the foyer they waited for her coat.

“Where are you staying?” he asked.

“My place is out—my father’s there, and we also have company.” She was looking at him out of intense brown eyes. He felt a kind of pang, something deep and tugging and not at all physical.

“I have to go tell my friend I’m leaving,” he said. He knew that Melody wouldn’t mind.

“So do I,” Belinda said, grinning conspiratorially.

Jack found himself smiling back.

Melody just stared when he told her to enjoy herself and that he’d leave the door open. He was wishing he had come alone, so he could have glorious Belinda all to himself for the entire weekend. They would make love all day and all night—to hell with skiing. Maybe once he buried his dick deep inside her he would never come out. God!

His ache was bad. What had happened before was only a tease. He needed more—a lot more.

He wanted privacy. Lots of privacy. Days and days of privacy.

He had the feeling he had just touched the tip of an iceberg.

That he was about to step into a pond, only to drown in an ocean.

No one in Aspen used cars except for the rare times they went out of town to parties like this. The cab came immediately. The tension was so thick in the car he could feel it—and he could smell it. Her smell. The smell of female dampness, of her arousal, of her need for him. It was heavy and heady and delicious.

He put his arm around her, and before he knew it they were making out like kids. With her hand she traced the outline of his cock. “Don’t,” he whispered. “I’ll never make it.”

She smiled.

Jack paid the driver; then he took Belinda’s arm. He was wearing sneakers, and they both skidded across the icy sidewalk until they made the safety of the stairs. He unlocked the door, and Belinda moved ahead of him into the living room, pausing, proud and graceful and sensuous, looking at him with intense promise. She moved into the bedroom. Jack followed.

With one movement she pulled off the gold knit top.

Her nakedness was perfection. Luscious round breasts, hard-tipped. Narrow waist. She bent to remove first one high-heeled boot, then the other. Her breasts swayed. Round and full and white, they brushed her leather-clad thighs.

He watched her hands, unsnapping then unzipping her pants. She paused long enough for him to glimpse the tangled, damp nest of curls he had tasted briefly. And then she skimmed off the pants, stepping out of them proudly.

She’s performing for me, he thought, startled with sudden comprehension. She knows how hot she is. She’s not afraid of me, not awed by me, and she never has been.

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