Her Wicked Captain: The River Rogues, Book 1 by Sandra Jones

Author:Sandra Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: riverboats;steamboats;gamblers;fortunetellers;historical romance;19th century;Mississippi River;gambling
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

He’d known the woman was trouble from the moment he’d laid eyes on her. Now if only he could take his eyes off her—but he couldn’t. They lay on top of the bed, quilt and all, with her still half-clothed in a very rumpled dress. Her lithe body spread along his side. She had smooth, creamy skin and lean, feminine muscles that made his insides tighten and every drop of blood in his body pump to his groin. No matter how troublesome she was, looking down the length of their two bodies tangled together, he felt like a whole person again.

He hadn’t had that feeling in a long, long time. And being a greedy man, he wanted more.

She must’ve heard his thoughts, seer that she was, because she turned her face on his chest to look up at him. A slow, easy smile curved her lips—utterly artless yet wicked. His heart wobbled at the sight.

Her index finger traced the valley beneath his throat. “You’re an easy read, Captain Campbell.” Long eyelashes fanned over her eyes as she gazed down at his naked body.

He chuckled, trying not to disturb her. She felt too good on top of him. “Tell me what I’m thinking.”

Her hand glided down his chest to rest just below his stomach. He stiffened to attention, held captive by her every move.

“Too easy. Give me a harder question.”

“Ah, but that’s the one I want answered. I want to hear it from your lips. What am I thinkin’ about?”

She pushed up to look down at him. Her brows drew together, and her luscious bottom lip curled into a pout. “I don’t think I should repeat it.”

“Then you must not know.”

“Of course I know!” She sighed, feigning irritation. “Very well. You wish me to take this dress the rest of the way off.”

He nodded, unable to hold back his smile. Grabbing hold of the material in both hands, she wriggled it over her head and tossed it beside the bed. Her hands covered her breasts. She lifted an eyebrow. “Now I expect you want me to kiss you.”

Her leg slid over his to rest against the inside of his thigh. Aching with fresh need, he swallowed hard. “Yes. You’re right. Too easy. What else am I thinking?”

She pressed her mouth against his for a long, slow kiss. Then she sat up on her knees, licking her lips. His heart hammered. “You want more. Of everything.”

The breathy sound of her voice was nearly his destruction. He could only nod.

Bracing her small hands on his chest, she slid her sex up his leg and then gracefully stretched over him, straddling his hips. Her movements mirrored his of moments ago, he realized, as she kissed his mouth and lowered herself over his straining cock. She was already wet and ready.

She made love to him like a practiced courtesan, anticipating his every want and need, while pleasuring herself. There may be some truth to her psychic ability yet. She impaled herself, riding him, faster

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