Morning Star by Roslyn Hardy Holcomb

Author:Roslyn Hardy Holcomb [Holcomb, Roslyn Hardy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Romance, Romantic, Multicultural, United States, Multicultural & Interracial, Multicultural Contemporary, Erotica, African American, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00FP53DS6
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

you, boss lady.”

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Roslyn Hardy Holcomb

Chapter Eleven

Andi fell back on the bed with Harley feverishly following her down. She

tugged at his shirt, nearly out of her mind with the need to feel his bare skin

again. His mouth came down to hers, and she gasped, so hot, she was

surprised that their skin didn't sizzle on contact.

There, she finally got his shirt off. She splayed her hands over the

muscular contours of his back, loving the feel of each sinew as his lips

scorched a path along the cords of her neck. Every muscle tautened when he

took a bite right where her neck and shoulder met. God, that feels so good. She

didn't realize she'd said it out loud until he responded.

“I'm gonna make you feel even better, sweet lady.” Harley groaned as he

suddenly stood up. He made short work of removing the rest of his clothes,

tossing them on the floor in a manner that made a joke of his alleged clothing

obsession.

Andi sat up to enjoy the view; she knew he stayed in shape more through

sports than time in the gym, and his body showed it. His slim form rippled with

long, lean muscle, and he had more than his fair share of scars from various

injuries. She wondered in particular about one fine line that started on his left

hip and then disappeared in his sparse blond pubic bush. Apparently she

stared too long, because he looked up from where he was removing her shoes.

“Knife fight in Kinshasa.”

Her brows rose. The thing was, he was probably telling the truth. After

years of living in a town where everybody had a game to run and worked

overtime trying to impress, it was disconcerting to deal with someone who

really didn't give a damn. At least, not about impressing others.

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Before she completed that thought, her trousers had joined his on the

floor. He sat down on the edge of the bed and let his eyes travel over her body.

She squirmed under the scrutiny, almost unbearably turned on by the way

those feverishly bright eyes lingered over every curve, triggering a pool of

wetness between her legs. She ached to feel his cock plunging deep inside. She

reached for him, impatient to feel his body against hers. He pulled away,

reaching out instead to slip a questing finger between her legs, seeking the

slippery folds hidden within.

Andi's legs fell open as she collapsed on the bed, giving herself up to the

pleasure to be found under his hands. Another finger joined the first one as he

pressed the lips of her pussy apart, then slipped a finger inside. Andi ground

her clit against him, desperate for deeper contact, and he quickly gave her

what she needed, stroking her clit with soft motions of his thumb. When he

slipped a second finger inside her weeping channel, her clit elongated,

stretching to press even harder against his thumb. The pleasure thrummed

through Andi, bringing her closer, then closer, until suddenly, just when she

thought she would die if she didn't come, it all just snapped, pole-vaulting her

into a blinding orgasm.

Harley pulled away, and almost before she could miss him, she heard her

bedside table drawer open.

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