Cassadee Sings the Blues [Grey River 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Maia Dylan

Author:Maia Dylan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Sam lowered Cassadee to stand on her feet in front of the couch. He lifted trembling hands to her jaw to hold her face in his hands to stare into her eyes. My God she was beautiful. “Is this what you want, baby? You wanted slow—” He stopped and grinned as her eyes narrowed and she gave a little growl.

“Yeah, well I was obviously channeling stupid at the time. I don’t need or want slow anymore”—her eyes darkened and she gave a positively wicked grin—“Unless it’s a slow, hard fuck. Then I am all about the slow, and the hard, and then the fast.”

Sam growled a laugh and took her mouth in a hard fast kiss, the sound of AJ sliding the zipper down at the back of her dress loud in the quiet room. He pulled his mouth from hers and waited as AJ slipped his hands beneath the straps and slid the dress from her body. It dropped without a sound to the floor.

He was damn sure that the dress must have passed his damn tongue on the way down because he was bloody sure it had hit the ground as well. Damn this woman had him panting! He had never seen a more exciting, pleasing and fuck-me sexy sight than his mate in lingerie and heels. Her bra was strapless and made of blue silk that matched her sundress perfectly. The cups did wonderful things for her breasts as the tops plumped over the lace beautifully.

“Damn, Cassie,” he groaned as he ran the backs of his fingers over the soft upper swell of her breasts. His eyes dropped, and he groaned again and felt a drop of liquid escape his cock. She was wearing a thong in the same blue lace. He quickly reached for the zipper of his jeans to release the pressure on his dick. He had never been one to wear underwear so his cock dropped out the zipper and Cassadee licked her lips as she watched.

Cursing, he yanked of his boots, jeans, and shirt, then dropped to his knees naked in front of her. She needed to be worshipped as the goddess that she was. He ran his hands down the scars across her abdomen and sides, heart aching as he hands fluttered as if about to push him away.

“Sweetheart, you are fucking perfection to us. These scars do nothing to detract from the fact that you are the most beautiful woman we have ever laid eyes on.” He pressed kisses against each and every scar, running his tongue over the puckered skin that had fallen victim to flame, loving the sound of her moan and the feel of her shivering in his arms. He pressed kisses against the knife wound on her abdomen and sent a silent thank-you to God that she survived each and every one of these wounds.

He slid his fingers into the sides of her panties and slowly pulled them down her long shapely legs. He heard rustling coming from the direction of his brother, no doubt him shedding his clothes.

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