Smooth-Talking Texan by Candace Camp

Author:Candace Camp [Camp, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

She was dreaming about Quinn: a hot, sensual dream. He was naked and in a bathtub, his head leaning back against the rim, eyes closed, and steam rose all around them. She knelt beside him, her hand sliding soapily over his chest. His skin was slick beneath her fingers, hard bone padded by muscle. His face was slack with sensual pleasure, and small noises of enjoyment escaped from him as her hand roamed over his body. Her breasts felt full and heavy, and there was a growing ache between her legs, warm and insistent. She stirred, moving her legs to ease the yearning there.

Then they were on a porch, and it was she who was naked now. She knew that they should go inside, that anyone who happened by could see them there, but she could not bring herself to move. Quinn was behind her now, his quickening manhood pressing against her buttocks, his hands roaming over the front of her. His hand was at her waist, and she reached up and put her own hand over his, pushing his hand farther down, guiding it toward the blossoming ache between her legs, seeking the fulfillment that only he could bring. Then his hand was there, slipping in between her legs, pressing into her.

Pleasure rocketed through her, hot and quick, so startling that her eyes flew open, and she was jolted out of her sleep. She blinked, trying to gather her wild, scattered thoughts. Her whole body felt on fire; Quinn’s body behind her was a furnace. In her sleep, her old robe had twisted around her, the belt loosening, and the two sides gaped open. Just as in her dream, her hand was on top of his, guiding his hand in between her legs, and her legs were clamped tightly around it, the hot pleasure that had brought her awake pulsing in waves through her.

She closed her eyes, her face flushing hot with embarrassment. Simply dreaming about him had brought her to climax, and she was still hot and aching for him. She could only hope that he was still asleep and did not know how she had responded to him in her sleep.

Behind her, Quinn stirred, groaning faintly. He shifted in his sleep, throwing his leg over her. She was glad that he was obviously still asleep, but the new intimacy of their position aroused her even more. She pressed her lips together, trying to will away the throbbing urgency within her. Quinn’s hand slid up to her waist, pressing her more tightly against him.

“Lisa,” he murmured, and the very sound of her name in his mouth stirred her. Asleep, he had said her name, not anyone else’s, not even that of the woman he had loved in San Antonio.

She felt his whole body stiffen suddenly, and she knew that he, too, had awakened. She heard his breath, short and quick. His hand spread out over her stomach caressingly.

“Lisa,” he said again, his voice a caress in itself, and nuzzled into her hair.

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