Turning a New Paige by Ginny B. Nescott

Author:Ginny B. Nescott [Nescott, Ginny B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

As soon as the door closed, Groundhog Man clicked the lock and moved to Paige. The sound of the lock signaled something inside her. With it, she knew what was coming but momentarily froze at the realization.

Michael didn’t. His hands slid down her arms as his gaze locked on hers. One hand quietly reached for hers, pulling the cellphone out of her hand and putting it on the side table.

“What about—”

He did not let her finish her sentence and kissed her.

“Mmmfff.”

He kissed her again, silencing her. Then his hand slid around her waist under the cashmere sweater. He pulled her tighter to him, walking her backward to the bed. He caressed her supple skin while his lips parted, tongue pressing deep into her mouth. The kiss burned heated need into her. His fingers reached to her makeshift ponytail, holding her open mouth to his, kissing her more deeply. Her arms moved around him, hesitations long since melted away. She returned the fire of his hunger, grinding into him, moaning.

He whispered, “You were saying?”

“Was I?” Her voice came out foggy.

He nodded slowly, letting go of her, and sat on the bed, patting the mattress with that luring smile. “But first, aren’t you too warm?” He motioned to her clothing.

It was her turn to smile and nod. She pulled his borrowed sweater over her head, slightly loosening her make-shift braid in the process. His locked, heated gaze urged her to continue. She unbuttoned her blouse, and that fell from her shoulders landing on top of the sweater. The hazy daylight of the winter storm shined on her tanned skin. He reached out, pulling her to sit on the bed. His warm hand slid around her back.

“Are your calls and meetings done, Groundhog Man…Michael?”

“Yes. For now, it’s just me, you, this room…” He kissed her neck. “That storm…” His hand inched back around, fingers spread wide as he touched her stomach. “And something that needs attending to. After all, it’s February 2nd…”

“I already told you happy birthday, but that didn’t go so well.”

“Care to try again?” He undid the dental floss tie to her hair and shook the braid free, running his fingers through her hair. “Lucky for you, I am a forgiving man…eventually. Mmmmmm.”

He kissed her lower on her shoulder, fingers dipping to the edge of her bra.

Paige tugged the sweater off his body and added it to the pile of discarded clothing. She undid two buttons of his shirt, but he stopped her.

“Happy birthday?” She kissed his nose. “Better?”

He shook his head. She straddled him in her jeans and bra, unbuttoned one more of his buttons, and looked at him. One of his eyebrows raised up.

She leaned and whispered, “Happy birthday.” She kissed his cheek. “Better?”

“Closer.”

She finished unbuttoning his shirt, ran her palms under his, across his taut chest, and kissed him slowly on the lips, drawing his body to hers. “Happy birthday, Groundhog Man. Too bad I don’t have a gift for you.”

“You don’t?” His hands skimmed down her back and landed on her jean bottoms.

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