The Seduction of Roxanne by Linda Jones

Author:Linda Jones [Jones, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ereads
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

It was like a dream, where he could touch and hear and smell and taste, but not see. Roxanne's mouth fastened to his, her lips parted, her tongue boldly teased and tasted his. He answered with a delving swirl of his tongue and she moaned, a small catch coming from her throat, a soft sound that signaled a sensation so deep and fine it couldn't be contained. With her body pressed completely and warmly against his she shivered in his arms, telling him that she wanted what they couldn't have as badly as he did.

It would be best to break away, to quickly blend into the night's shadows and disappear without another word. But Cyrus knew too well that this opportunity would never come again, that he would never hold Roxanne this way again, so he planned to realize a few of his fantasies.

As he kissed her senseless, his hand slipped through the opening in her wrapper and settled over a linen-covered breast. Warm, soft flesh filled his hand, and his palm brushed against a nipple that instantly hardened. Roxanne didn't protest his audacity, but moaned in pure pleasure, a soft, deep moan against his mouth. He raked his palm over the hardened nipple, stroked his thumb across the giving flesh of her full breast, and she arched into him with a quick intake of breath. She came apart in his arms, losing herself to the sensations of touch.

When the pull of her wrapper impeded his progress, he reached down and blindly, unthinking, untied the sash. It fell open, giving him freer access. His unimpeded hands raked over her ribs, and came back up to her neck, brushing lightly over pebbled nipples as he explored the wondrous curves of her body.

He could feel Roxanne weakening, her knees shaking and her arms trembling. She was soft in his arms, unresisting, boneless. If he let her go now she would surely sink to the ground. Taking a single step, he pressed her back against the wall of the house. Dammit, they both needed a little support right now.

As he stroked her long throat with his thumbs he leaned forward to kiss her again. He could touch her all he wanted, he could kiss her, but there couldn't be anything more. No matter how badly he wanted her, there couldn't be anything more. A few whispered words, a couple of letters, a kiss or fifty, somehow they were all right.

But to bury himself inside her, to make love to her, was not allowed. As if in protest, his hips and his erection ground against her. Her legs parted slightly, and he pressed his manhood against her mound.

Her hands had been wrapped snugly around his waist, but boldly they began to wander as his had. Her fingers raked across his chest, flickering over his nipples beneath rough cotton. She seemed determined to touch him everywhere, to explore his body with her delicately curious hands. A palm against his ribs, fingers trailing over his chest, mere fingertips against his hip, he allowed her to touch him as she wished .

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