Secret Nights at Nine Oaks by Amy J Fetzer

Author:Amy J Fetzer [Fetzer, Amy J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Six

If passion had a sound, it was a deep ripping tear. If it could be seen, it was hissing steam vented between them, sliding and pouring over her.

Her feet left the ground as he stepped back from the edge. But that didn’t stop his consuming kiss, the power grinding through her with nearly painful clarity. She could barely draw a breath his embrace was so tight, his hands fisting in her wet clothes as if to drive her into him.She felt gloriously smothered and devoured and wanted.

And she let go. Of her emotions, her desire. His body hardened against her, thrilling her, and her hands climbed up his chest, wrapping his neck.

Cain groaned and kept kissing, unwilling to break it off, unwilling to give in to the denial in his mind. His hands charged a wild ride over her body, and as if he couldn’t stand on his own power, he fell back against the support post.

Phoebe went with him, wedged to him and when he cupped her breast, she thought she’d disintegrate. When he thumbed her nipple, she knew she would.

She pushed into his touch, letting him know it was okay, that she wanted him, too. Yet she could feel something inside him battling with his need. She hoped he fought it. He broke the kiss only to draw in more air, then devoured her mouth again, moaning deeply when her hands shaped the contours of his chest, and lower.

She was bold and provocative, and Cain hungered for it, for the womanly sounds, for the feel of her flesh melting with his. He wanted her now, right now, and he tore his mouth from hers, but couldn’t stop as he nibbled her jaw, her throat.

“Phoebe, you make me crazy.”

“Oh yeah, same here,” she whispered, sliding her hand down and letting her fingers slip over his erection.

The sound he made was part pain and part pleasure and she wanted to be naked and warm with him, wanted the freedom to experience, and explore what had haunted her for years.

He leaned his head back, his lungs laboring. “I’m a basket case around you,” he said, and the hint of regret made her touch his jaw and force him to meet her gaze.

“Don’t you dare apologize.” She nipped at his mouth.

“I wasn’t planning on it.”

She searched his handsome face for a moment. “You were scared.”

His features tightened. “Out of my mind.”

“I can swim, Cain, rather well. I’ll show you the awards for it, if you want?”

His lips quirked. “Not necessary.”

“I like that you were, though.”

“Say again?”

“Not because of Lily, but that you cared enough.”

“Oh man, Phoebe. Don’t you get it? I want you like breathing.”

“And then what?”

“Huh?”

“After having me, then what?”

He said nothing, and she could see the openness she’d just shared with him dissolve a little.

She stepped back out of his arms, her body still tingling, still hungering. “I see.”

“Phoebe.” He tried to grab her back.

“I’m a fantasy, I get it. That’s okay. I’ve never been the fantasy of a recluse before.

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