Mystery Lover/ After Hours/ Show and Tell by Vicki Lewis Thompson & Stephanie Bond & Kimberly Raye

Author:Vicki Lewis Thompson & Stephanie Bond & Kimberly Raye [Thompson, Vicky Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780733532481
Published: 2009-05-02T21:31:23+00:00

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Jonas lay there in an agony of anticipation. He'd been thinking of loosening the blindfold, of letting it slip. He wanted to see her face, wanted to look into her eyes. He was beginning to long for a greater connection between them than just the mating of bodies.

But she'd confessed how shy she was, and after his first disbelief, he knew it was true. He could tell by the ring of sincerity in her voice, and besides, it was the only explanation that made sense.Here he'd imagined her to be far more experienced than he was, and she was far less. That excited him even more. She was playing out fantasies that had only existed in her mind, which meant he was probably the first man she'd ever done this sort of thing with.

Maybe, at long last, he'd found his dream girl. And she wouldn't allow him to really know her. Still, there had to be a way. He wouldn't let her detour him forever, and he didn't believe she'd call the sheriff on him. Besides, he knew the sheriff, whereas she was a stranger in town.

"I want you to enjoy all sorts of different sensations tonight," she said. Then she brushed something feathery over his mouth and down his throat.

His nerve endings began to sing in response. She trailed the softness over his nipples and they tingled in a way he never remembered before. As he breathed in the scent that he would always associate with her, she brushed lightly over his rib cage, drawing ever closer to his primary focus. The sound of the rain blended with the sensuous notes of the saxophone.

When she drew the feathers over his briefs he gripped a handful of sheet in both hands. She teased the inside of his thighs, and he'd never realized how sensitive he was there. Maybe it was the prolonged foreplay that had caused every square inch of his body to become an erogenous zone.

"Don't tickle my feet," he warned. "I can't take that."

"I know," she murmured.

"You do? How did you know that?"

"Uh … I guessed. Most people—"

"Wait. You said you knew. Have you been asking questions about me?"

She paused. "You have a lot of former girlfriends around here."

"You talked to them? What did they say?"

"Well—"

"No, don't tell me. Sarah, listen. Maybe I haven't been into commitment before, but I've never met anyone like you. If you talked to my girlfriends you probably think you could never trust me with your shy nature. You think I'd hurt you in the end. But I—" He felt her fingers at the waistband of his briefs and his brain stalled. He tried to remember what he'd been saying. "You can trust me, because—"

"Lift your hips, Jonas."

Whatever he'd meant to say lodged in his throat. The moment was here. He did as she asked and she pulled the briefs down over his knees, over his ankles, over his feet.

She drew in a quick breath. "Will you look at that bad boy," she murmured.

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