Stolen by Brooksley Borne

Author:Brooksley Borne [Borne, Brooksley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Harry was fully naked now before her. Though she knew it already, he was blessed from head to toe. He was fully erect and the sight of him caused her to writhe against the chaise. It was surreal that they had gotten to the moment they were now. All the times she cursed Harry and all the other Wylers, as she had to go to do their dirty work, never did Janie think she would be so eager to have him inside of her as she was now.

It was pure animal response, to have every cell scream for him. She ached to her very core, flowing and hot as he was aroused. She parted her knees a little wider in invitation, turned her head to one side and waited for him.

He was bent over, pressed his palms on the chaise and crawled over her like a panther. He took her face in his hands and kissed her before drawing his fingers down the length of her body to fit her knee up to his chest.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

It was the whisper that made Janie know – or at least she thought she knew. She pressed her head into the chaise to gain some distance between their faces so she could look him in the eye. Once again when she believed for some bizarre reason that Harry Wyler was her burglar – despite Mark Miller’s arrest. The disappearing without explanation and now the unmistakable sound of his voice but she said nothing. The moment was so romantic and sweet. She wanted nothing to stop it now.

But hearing his seductive whisper in her ear, woke her from her erotic reverie. Her head was fogged with need for him but now she was clear. What kind of game was he playing? Was he toying with her? What was the reason for his going to the lengths that he did to take her earrings and to put them back where they belonged?

Harry held her gaze as he entered her. The feel of him inside of her was bliss and for a moment her confusion about his charade as the burglar was put out of her mind. The deliciousness of their joining swept through with a powerful narcotic gust. She savored the moment for it, like all wonderful, decadent things, had its lifespan.

The heat between them was so rare and intense that the thought of Harry being her burglar made the moment hotter. He moved into her, stretching her body for he was incredibly endowed and had not been with anyone for quite some time. Even though he had her juices flowing and he had her completely turned on, their bodies were challenged one another.

“You feel amazing,” he whispered to her again.

A deep moan filled her chest as she hovered between ecstasy and agony. She was torn between an unearthly impatience to know full ecstasy and not wishing the moment to end, ever. Slow and enduring erotic pleasure was fine with her.

Janie toyed with

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