Night Storm (N3) by Catherine Coulter

Author:Catherine Coulter [Coulter, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-23T21:01:39+00:00

She gasped and steadied herself, her hands on his shoulders. “Oh, goodness, that’s so very—”

He raised his head. “Some things a man doesn’t forget. So very what, Genny?”

“Wonderful,” she said simply. “You’re wonderful.”

He began kissing her again, caressing her and kneading her breasts with his hands. “I’m glad you think so, even though I’m not in all likelihood remotely wonderful,” he said between nipping kisses. “You’re lovely. I can see that I must have quite liked your body.”

“I’m glad you do, Alec, but maybe you’ve forgotten about all those other women in your life. So many beautiful women you attracted. And I’m so very—”

“So very what?” But before she could answer, his hand roved down over her stomach, combing through the soft Night Storm / 295

hair. “Ah. There you are. Soft and wet and swelled. Feel yourself, Genny.” Before she could even think to protest, he’d taken her hand and placed her fingers over herself.

“Oh.” It was embarrassing and at the same time marvelously exciting.

Then she grasped him in her hand and it was his turn to suck in his breath. He felt incredibly smooth and alive. Her fingertips lightly touched the tip of his sex and she felt a drop of liquid. In the next instant he grabbed her hand, pulling her away.

“I’ll explode if you continue doing that.” His chest was heaving, his eyes dilated. “Come.”

He closed his arms around her hips and lifted her onto the bed. He came down over her and she felt his member against her belly.

He balanced himself up on his elbows. “Now that I’ve got you where I want you, answer me. You’re so very what?”

She gave him a wild look. “I’m so ordinary.”

“You, ordinary? Silly woman—you’re, well, let’s just see, shall we?”

He reared back, standing beside the bed, staring down at her. He pulled her legs wide apart. His fingers touched her.

“Ordinary? You’re all soft and pink and very much a woman.

That’s special, not at all ordinary.”

She arched her back, her hips lifting to his fingers.

“Yes,” he said, “that’s it,” and then he lowered his head and his tongue slid over her and he kissed her. She felt his finger ease into her and she cried out. He stopped immediately. She moaned his name.

“No, not just yet. When you climax, Genny, I want you to scream.”

Another thing he hadn’t forgotten, she thought vaguely, feeling demented now as he easily took control. He brought her again and again to the edge, then pulled her back. She pounded his shoulders with her fists, and 296 / Catherine Coulter

her hips twisted against his steadying hands. He wasn’t about to be rushed.

“All right,” he said, and gave her his mouth again. He changed his rhythm and the deepness of his finger and she cried out. She felt his hand come over her mouth and she tasted herself on his fingers and the frenzied pleasure went on and on until she thought she’d die from it.

Then he came over her and into her in one long, smooth thrust.

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