Rendezvous with Rogue 719 by O'Connor Kaitlyn

Author:O'Connor, Kaitlyn [O'Connor, Kaitlyn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: New Concepts Publishing
Published: 2017-03-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Claudia’s sense of confusion and fear vanished like mist when he carried her down onto the mattress. Eagerness and anticipation replaced them as she lifted her gaze to his and saw that his eyes were tumultuous with desire. His heat, as he moved closer, enveloped her even before the first brush of his lips. Electricity almost seemed to leap from him to her, making her lips tingle with the phantom touch of his mouth against hers.

And then he enveloped her mouth with his own in a kiss rough with need, thrust past the barrier of her lips and swept aside any objections she might have thought to make with the first thrust and sweep of his tongue in conquest, lathing intoxication through his touch, scent, taste.

She was of no mind to protest, unmindful of the anger that had sparked the passion or least seemed to.

Liquid, heated desire flooded her, the fire fueled by the mastery and possessiveness of his touch as he glided his hands over her, tugging and pulling at the sarong-like garment she was wearing until she was as naked as he. His scent and taste went beyond merely pleasing. They inebriated her within moments until she was so dizzy she felt as if she was floating and spinning weightlessly. The mattress beneath them faded away, seemed to become insubstantial.

She kissed him back feverishly, dueling with his tongue in a way that built the heat in both of them in a matter of moments from desire to desperate need, to a delirious hunger they needed to appease at once.

Claudia had gulped air until she felt almost ill.

She ceased to stroke him and began to pull at him in demand.

He lifted his head, studied her for a long moment and then pushed her thighs apart and sat up. Kneeling between them, he commanded her to look at him, refusing to touch her again until she acknowledged that it was him she wanted, that she was not laboring under any delusion that he was the same as her.

Piqued, she lifted her head to stare at him in demand, feeling her ardor cool from his withdrawal in spite of her determination to hold onto it.

“I am not made as you are … but I desire you, Tita. Say you want me and I am yours. I need to know that you accept me as I accept you.”

Resentment flickered through her.

He clearly had no intention of allowing her to lie to herself, later.

She dismissed it.

Sitting up, she stroked her hands over his broad chest and hard belly and then cupped his testicles and gently massaged them.

His cocks, turgid, both fully erect, jerked reflexively.

She was intimidated by the size of them.

One would be a tight fit.

She looked up at him, unable to keep the worry out of her expression. “I don’t … I’m not made for two.”

Fire lit his eyes. He caught her shoulders and pushed her back down on the mattress, kissing her lips and breasts until she was writhing with desperate need once more, pulling at him in demand.

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