Viennese Agreement: A Vampire Futuristic Romance by Cooper-Posey Tracy

Author:Cooper-Posey, Tracy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance series for adults, short vampire romance, futuristic paranormal, sexy erotic romance novels, vampire romance novellas
Publisher: Tracy Cooper-Posey

Chapter Three

Berlin, Germany-Austria Confederacy, 2263 A.D.

The interior of the limousine seemed to be even warmer than before. Brenden shrugged off his coat as soon as the door closed and tossed it to one side.

Harriett was watching him closely. “You don’t feel the heat,” she pointed out.

He looked her in the eye. “It depends on what sort of heat you’re talking about.”

She ran the tip of her tongue over her upper lip. “I’m glad you’re not a stupid man.”

“I’m not a man at all,” he reminded her.

She slid off the edge of the seat and onto her knees, which put her right in front of him. “Let me dispute that.”

He drew in a sharp breath as she reached for his trouser fastenings. His cock stirred. His body clearly thought this was a good idea, despite his mental misgivings. She got his trousers open and pulled them down as far as the seat would let them go. He could lift his hips and let her remove them, but his doubts wouldn’t let him.

Harriett smiled, the smile with secrets behind it. “You need coaxing,” she said. She pushed her hand inside his trousers and stroked the flesh there, making the nerve ends ripple. Then she straddled his knees, the dress separating over one thigh, and pressed herself against him. Her lips brushed under his ear.

She was hot and soft against him. Her breasts were pushing against his chest and he could feel the sharp tips of her nipples through the fine material. Her scent seemed to wreath his head and fog his thoughts and his body tightened even more. His cock was throbbing now.

Her tongue thrust into his ear and he gritted his teeth, holding in a groan.

“Or should I tell the driver to head straight back to the office?” she whispered in his ear. Her hand was still pushed down between her thighs, exploring inside his trousers. As she spoke, her fingers curled around his shaft and slid up to bump over the head.

Brenden pushed his hands under her dress and around her hips. Her hips were bare, as he had suspected them to be. His fingertips brushed over the warm mounds of her ass. Then he gripped and lifted her. “Pull my pants down,” he told her.

She smiled and complied, sliding the fabric down his thighs. His cock reared up, red with need and he lowered her directly onto it. Heat and moisture enveloped him and a tight sheath of muscle that squeezed around him. She gasped, a shuddering exhalation.

There wasn’t room in the car to stretch or flex. There was barely room for her to ride him like she was. She had one hand pressed up against the roof, balancing herself. So Brenden slid down the seat, his hips barely on the edge of the cushions. He thrust as she rolled her hips in a way that massaged the length of his cock.

It was good. It was better than anything he remembered. Harriet Winslow knew what she was doing. It clearly pleased her, too.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.