A Love For All Time by Chloe Douglas

Author:Chloe Douglas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction / Romance / Time Travel, Fiction / Romance / General, Fiction / Romance / Suspense, Fiction / Science Fiction / Time Travel
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2014-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“You’re just saying that because of the adrenaline rush. The thrill of the chase has got your hormones in a tailspin.”

“I have never been so thoroughly and deeply thrilled!” Lettitia exclaimed, not understanding a word that Mick had just uttered.

“Me either.” Grasping her by the nape of the neck, Mick savagely kissed her.

Moaning into his mouth, Lettitia reveled in the passionate onslaught, heedless of the time or the place. All that mattered was the feel of Mick’s tongue plunging into her mouth, his kiss fueling her burgeoning desire. Making it more palpable. More frantic.

Overcome with brazen desire, Lettitia abandoned all rational thought as she suckled Mick’s tongue, eliciting a manly groan from him. The deep rumbling thrilled her, empowering her with a newfound courage.

Barely able to draw breath, she yanked off her wet gloves and flung them onto the floor. With her hands now bare, she sank her fingers into Mick’s hair. As she did, Mick hauled her onto his lap, yanking her skirts to her waist as he pried her thighs apart and wrapped her legs around his waist. Palming her buttocks, he pulled her tightly against him, flexing his hips as he did so. His rain-soaked trousers abraded her sensitive flesh, exposed through her gussetless drawers. It was a sensation so acutely pleasurable that it bordered on pain.

“Wonderful… so very, very wonderful,” she moaned incoherently, rubbing herself against him as coils of heated tension tightened in that secret place between her legs.

She needed Mick. Needed him to touch her. Kiss her. Fondle her. But more than anything, she needed him to debauch her. Thoroughly and utterly debauch her. To finish what they’d started yesterday on that damask divan in the middle of her uncle’s study.

Taking her hand in his, Mick pressed her palm against the front of his trousers. Molding her fingers around his rigid member, he moved her hand up and down the iron-hard length. When she tightened her grip, he grimaced; the muscles in his jaw visibly clenched.

“I’m begging you, Tisha… please let me make love to you.”

“Y-yes,” she panted, marveling at the hard, vital feel of him, remembering how his swollen organ had looked covered in her blood.

No sooner did she give her consent than Mick unbuttoned his trousers. From the golden glow of passing street lights, she watched as his manhood jutted free from the gaping folds of his undergarments.

Cinching his left hand around her waist, Mick urged her to lift her hips. He then grasped his erection in his right hand and guided it to the slitted opening between her drawers.

“Can’t wait,” he murmured huskily. That said, he shoved her downward, impaling her upon his turgid shaft.

“Mick!” The strangled cry caught in Lettitia’s throat as she grabbed his shoulders, waiting for the onslaught of searing pain.

Instead, she experienced only a tight fullness, a certainty that she would die from the pleasure of having her body stretched wide open, completely filled by him.

“Ride me,” he hoarsely ordered, grasping her by the hips as he urged her to move against him.

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