Finding Your Mojo by Stephanie Bond

Author:Stephanie Bond [Bond, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance Suspense
ISBN: 9780061841910
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2006-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18Zane smelled like rainwater and tasted like hops. And his hands…his hands massaging her lower back felt meltingly familiar and so…right.

She moaned into his mouth, deepening the fervent kiss and twining her hands behind his neck. He picked her up and walked them to the couch, knocking the pizza box off the table. Beer bottles and plates crashed to the floor as they sank into the feather cushions of the couch.

She pushed at his shirt, dragging it off his shoulders, smoothing her hands over the cool cotton of his T-shirt before pulling it from the waistband of his pants and splaying her hands on the smooth muscled planes of his back.

She had never been a sexually assertive person. Zane had awakened her sexuality when she was a teenager, had given her a glimpse of how heavenly lovemaking could be. When she'd been ripped away from him, she'd retreated into herself. Eventually she had lost her virginity in an anticlimactic pairing in college, and in the few physical relationships since, she hadn't been able to work up enough enthusiasm to make any of the encounters memorable.

But being in Zane's arms again, she came alive, like a starved woman having her first taste of food in years, but knowing she might never get back to the buffet. She took the lead, climbing on top to sit astride his lean hips, licking and biting at his mouth and neck feverishly, stopping only to pull his T-shirt over his head and to cast off her turtleneck to reveal a deep pink velvet bra. Her hands and mouth moved out of instinct, driven to wring every ounce of pleasure out of every second with Zane. She was determined to make enough memories tonight to last her a lifetime.

If Zane was surprised by her take-charge behavior, he wasn't complaining. His eyes were hooded, his jaw set in restraint as he murmured guttural words of appreciation. He cupped her breasts, thumbing her nipples through the soft, fuzzy fabric.

She reached around and unhooked her bra, releasing her breasts into his hands, nearly coming undone at the feel of his warm fingers caressing her, pulling at her nipples, touching her just the way she liked.

"Zane," she breathed. "That's perfect…yes." Under his caress, her nipples budded and her skin flushed with need. And her mind reeled over the fact that Zane was once again touching her intimately…she had dreamed of this so many times that it didn't seem possible that it could be happening.

She leaned forward to smooth her hands over his torso, reveling in the crisp, springy dark hair covering the wall of muscle over his abs and chest…the same as she remembered, only different…familiar, but better. Her fingers slid over a round, red scar high on the right side of his chest, and she made a rueful noise.

"What caused this?"

"It's nothing," he said, his breathing labored. "Just a scratch." Then he distracted her by lightly squeezing her breasts and moaning his satisfaction.

She wondered what he thought of her body, now lithe and lightly muscled, toned and athletic.

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