One Major Distraction by Linda Winstead Jones

Author:Linda Winstead Jones [Jones, Linda Winstead]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-08-29T05:00:00+00:00

She liked the way Flynn made her feel when he kissed her, or held her, or let it slip that he cared about her in a way that was not at all meaningless or casual. They didn’t have a future. Until she knew what was going to happen with Laura she couldn’t plan any kind of future with anyone. But she wanted this, for tonight.

Coming to Flynn, sitting beside him and making it clear what she wanted, hadn’t been easy for her. But it had felt so natural. So right.

“I don’t have any kind of…” she paused and took a deep breath. She wanted Flynn, and she was letting him know it, and still she couldn’t say the word “condom.”

“I do,” he said. “Two.”

Two. Good. She still wanted kids, one day, but not with a man who wouldn’t be here a week from now, casual or not, and not until she was settled in another place…with Laura or without her.

Flynn didn’t jump off the couch and lead her into the bedroom, as soon as she made it clear what she wanted. Instead he kissed her again, as he held her close against his hard body. She allowed herself to touch him, in a way she had not been able to before. She pressed her palm to his chest, his arm, his side. He was solid, the muscle tight and ridged. He was constructed of angles and sharp edges, instead of gentle curves. But he was warm, and his heart beat fast and strong.

He touched her while they kissed, slipping one hand beneath her blouse to caress bare skin. His fingers worked against her flesh, his thumb raked along a rib as if he were memorizing it. A rhythm set in. The sway of his fingers, the motion of his tongue, their breathing, their heartbeats. Deep inside, where she had been sleeping for so long, something came to life. It fluttered and grasped, demanding more.

She slipped her fingers beneath Flynn’s shirt to stroke bare skin, and she felt his response, as muscles tightened and the kiss deepened. He wanted her—he had always wanted her, in a very basic way. She’d seen it in his eyes, and now she felt it.

When he took his mouth from hers and moved the kisses to her neck, she tilted her head to give him better access, closing her eyes and drinking in the sensations. Beneath her ear, along the column of her throat where neck turned to shoulder, he tasted it all. She melted beneath him, she breathed differently and reached for more and savored every new sensation.

And then it was her turn, and she twisted into a new position where she could suck gently against Flynn’s throat. He tasted like a man, of sweat and soap and skin. While she kissed his throat, he caressed her breasts through the thin blouse she wore, then with nothing between his hand and her skin but a plain bra. She pushed his shirt up and laid both

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