No Strings Attached (Barefoot William Beach 2) by Kate Angell

Author:Kate Angell
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 075826920X
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2013-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

Ten

Sophie Saunders was about to be kissed. She sensed the sexual shift in Dune the moment he clutched her bottom and fit her to him. Her arms now wrapped his neck, with her legs around his waist. She breathed in his scent, male and midnight. She felt the solidness of his chest and flatness of his abdomen. His breath hitched when she settled against his groin. His erection was impressive.

Holding her tight, he walked her to the side of the pool and set her near the handrail. He stepped between her thighs. The bottom of the pool was sloped. Their difference in height no longer mattered. They connected in all the right places.

His body excited her as much as his kiss. He caught her hair in his hands and angled her face to his. He claimed her mouth with gentle reserve. Her response was tentative yet instinctive.

He initiated and she imitated, wanting to please him. He groaned deep in his throat when she nipped the corners of his mouth. She flicked her tongue along his upper lip and he sucked on her lower. When she bit his jaw, he bit her back. He grew so taut, his muscles bunched.

He didn’t rush her. He was a man of slow kisses and slower hands. She felt flushed and tingly. Sensation heightened when he slipped his tongue between her lips. His mouth was warm and moist and he tasted of sweet cream. Slow then fast, he built a mating rhythm with his tongue that left her heart pounding at an amazing rate.

Dune pushed and rubbed against her. The intimate introduction of his body left her breasts heavy and swollen and intensified the sexual ache between her thighs. She melted a little.

Years of longing compelled her to stroke his neck and shoulders; to run her hands down his sides and under his T-shirt. The heat of his skin inspired her to break their kiss just long enough to work his shirt up and over his head. Dune tossed it aside.

Sophie flattened her palms on his broad chest patterned with light brown hair. He was both rough and smooth. His heart beat steadily beneath her fingers, giving a significant skip when she brushed her thumb over his male nipple.

He was hard everywhere—the muscles along his shoulders, his biceps, his six-pack, his penis. Even his back was riveting.

Dune let her kiss him until she was dazed and her lips felt numb. He then unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra in two smooth moves. She was now bare to him. A light breeze blew on her breasts and she shivered.

He warmed her with his breath. “So soft,” he said. Desire roughened his voice as he kissed the hollow where her neck and shoulder met. He nipped the sensitive skin above her right breast, then took her nipple into his mouth and tugged lightly. Sensation shot to her belly. Arousal settled between her thighs. She grew restless. Female instinct rocked her hips.

Slowly, slowly, he grazed her ribs and goose bumps rose.

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