The Renegade by Jennifer Bernard

Author:Jennifer Bernard
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945944444
Publisher: JB Books

17

Lyle’s cock was throbbing so hard he was sure he was going to come all over Isabelle’s hand. She was so utterly sexy standing there before him, stark naked in the light of dawn, which was now taking on a delicate pink shade that made her skin glow.

“Yeah, I do actually. Back in my guesthouse.”

“Crap. Should we streak over there?”

He laughed painfully as she stroked him lightly. “Nah. I’ll wait until we have clothes on.”

“We could put on our clothes and make a run for it.”

“Sweetheart, I’m good. I just want to be here with you. I don’t need to come. I’ll get my chance.”

“Just one chance?” Her circling hand had such a light, fresh touch. The curve of her lips was pure temptation. “That’s not very optimistic. I hope it’s not the Last Chance.”

“Funny.” He gritted his teeth against the pleasure gathering in the base of his spine. He wanted to make love to her properly, get her back into bed, push her legs back and plunge deep. But this was good too, facing each other naked in the morning light. He admired the satisfied, soft curve of her lips, and loved knowing that he had put that look there. “Pretty sure you’re trying to kill me right now.”

“Oh no, I want you alive and ready for action.”

“I’m two for two, then.”

Her smile widened as she continued to stroke his cock.

He gave himself one more moment to soak in the sensation of her touch, then picked her up bodily and set her away from him. “I don’t want to come in your hand like a teenager. I want to do this right.”

“I get it, but what if we don’t get another opportunity? I don’t know how long I’m going to have Tigger. It’s kind of day by day right now.”

“We’ll find a way,” he told her firmly. “We’re both smart, creative people, how hard could it be to find ten minutes alone?”

“Ten minutes?” Her face fell comically, making him laugh.

“Too short? We can negotiate. How’s ten days?”

He pulled on his sweats, carefully avoiding the cock that still surged like a goddamn iron rod between his legs. “Easy, boy,” he told it lightly. “No need to go all crazy here.”

Footsteps sounded down the hall. Isabelle’s eyes widened and she dove for her clothes. Quickly she pulled on jeans and the nearest sweater from her closet. He located his hoodie and zipped it up. Willing his erection to subside, he clasped his hands in front of him, then stepped behind Isabelle’s chair instead. She’d probably had the thing since elementary school, as it barely reached his waist and did almost nothing to hide his bulge.

Luckily, something else grabbed Serena and Gracie’s attention after Isabelle lifted the latch and opened the door to them. They both stopped in their tracks, staring at the sweater Isabelle was wearing.

“Already in the Christmas spirit, I see.” Serena smirked. She held a smiling, bundled-up Tigger in her arms.

Lyle peered at her sweater and snorted. A conga line of reindeer marched across the crimson wool of her sweater, each one humping the one before it.

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