The Soul Stealer by Maureen Willett

Author:Maureen Willett
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-62652-345-6
Publisher: Publish Green

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The heat was thick with moisture and not even the whirling ceiling fan helped cool Malia enough for sleep. And having a hot body right next to her didn’t help the situation at all, especially since she wanted to roll on top of him to wake him for what she desired more than sleep. Yet even with all his declarations of love, Hunter didn’t invite intimacy. Instead, he pulled away every time she tried to do more than kiss him. After that first night she explored his body, Hunter never let her satisfy his obvious need, even though he ravished her body with his hands and mouth whenever he could. Malia moved away from him, wanting some space between them so she could think clearly. Touching him put too many desires in her head. For once he didn’t have his leg or arm over her. His soft breathing rang in her ear.

She quietly got out of bed and pulled on shorts and a t-shirt. A first bird song began, signaling the dawning light of day. Soon there would be a chorus singing from the trees to welcome the sun. Malia looked at Hunter’s brown leather bag sitting on the floor by the bed. She glanced over at him and then back to the bag. No, to look in it would be a breach of trust, she decided.

Malia put on her running shoes. Her body was tense with lack of sleep and unmet desire. Although Hunter’s hands were adept at pleasing her for a moment, she needed more—much more of him. She needed to feel his body on top of hers, overwhelming her with his passion, having him inside her, making her feel like a woman. It was getting frustrating. And she was sure he was frustrated, too.

At the top of the stairs, she stopped and looked back toward the house, wondering if she should wake him and put an end to the longing, once and for all. She imagined getting on top of Hunter, having him inside her before he could stop it. He would awake in a sweet bliss he wouldn’t be able to resist. Malia smiled, tempted to turn around, instead she kept going down the stairs. She wanted their first time making love to be Hunter’s choice, as well as hers.

As she passed by the door to the studio another thought took over. She glanced up the stairs and listened, but no sound could be heard. She tiptoed to the studio door and tried the knob, but it was locked. She reached above the door and felt around on the ledge of the door frame, hoping the key that had always been hidden above was still there. Her fingers closed on the familiar shape. She unlocked the door and went in with a pang of guilt, shutting the door behind her as quietly as possible.

She looked around in surprise. There were large maps of various countries all over the small dinette table, and one of the mainland United States spread out.

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