Trick or Eating by Jayha Leigh & Jeanie Johnson

Author:Jayha Leigh & Jeanie Johnson [Leigh, Jayha & Johnson, Jeanie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Multicultural, Contemporary, Romance, One Hour (33-43 Pages), Multicultural & Interracial, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B007V9Z7Z6
Publisher: Beautiful Trouble Publishing
Published: 2012-04-17T04:00:00+00:00

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Perennial couldn‟t help but preen as she ran her

hands up and down Cadeyrn‟s chest and rocked her

hips up and down his rippled mass. Not even half

undressed, he still managed to look damn good. No

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one wore half undressed the way her cowboy did. It

looked extra good on him because she knew she was

the reason for that look. So desperate to have her, all

he‟d managed to take completely off was his suit

jacket. His cowboy boots were still on, his pants were

simply unbelted, unzipped and pulled down. His crisp

dress shirt was open, not because he was actually

patient enough to undo it but because he‟d simply

ripped the halves apart.

Biting her lip in an effort to hold back her smile,

she considered her own state of dress. Her boots were

digging into the bedspread. Her skirt was around her

waist. Her shirt had gone the same way as her

panties—somewhere in the vicinity of her good sense,

which from the looks of things was far, far away.

If anybody had told her she‟d be in a preacher‟s

house, riding said preacher‟s son like a cyclist rode a

bike during the mountain stage of the Tour de France,

she would‟ve thrown them to the wolves. But here she

was doing just that on the Sabbath no less, yet instead

of feeling guilty she felt only pleasure. How could she

feel anything but with Cadeyrn Maxen‟s hot, ripped

body under her, his flashing blue-green eyes boiling

over with desire, his hands holding her so

possessively, his heart thundering beneath her fingers,

his “I love you‟s” in every single thing he did, in every

word he said, in every glance. All she felt was like the

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first, third and fourth lines in the poem “Good, Better,

Best.”

Cadeyrn did that to her every time. He wanted

her, and since the day she‟d allowed him to love her he

hadn‟t bothered hiding that need. It didn‟t matter

where they were or who was present; anyone with

eyes, anyone with a heart knew that this cowboy

wanted her. She might not be as expressive as

Cadeyrn, but there was no doubt she wanted him right

back.

He made her so glad that God had created her a

woman. She wasn‟t a vain woman anywhere else, but

in his bed, held within his hands, she was the biggest

diva of them all. Looking into his eyes and getting lost

in the undiluted need she saw there, she couldn‟t help

but allow her diva to have her way. That‟s right

motherfucker, act like you know…and you know you

want this pussy…you want these breasts…you want

this brain…you want all of me. So caught up in her

fantasies, she was unprepared for the quick but firm

smack on her ass. Smack.

“You motherf—” she began but then swallowed

the rest of her curses when Cadeyrn inserted his other

hand between them and rubbed her clit with his

thumb.

Dropping her head back, she closed her eyes and

savored the intense pleasure. A sultry moan slid from

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between her lips, dancing its way to the ceiling.

Cadeyrn smacked her ass again and worked her pussy

harder with that big, hard cock of his. Her moans

increased, as did her desire. She knew she sounded

like a wanton slut, but she couldn‟t bother giving a

damn.

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