TimeShifter Part 2 by Leela Atherton

Author:Leela Atherton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, shapeshifter, south africa, sensual romance, alpha male, lust and love, time traveller, american heroine, hostage romance, hostage erotica, future devastation, a strong female character

CHAPTER SIX

She didn’t want to go back, going back was not an option; she just wanted him. “Yes – no going back.” She murmured huskily.

His mouth fastened on hers, his relief at her acquiescence palpable, drowning her in another long, mindless kiss. One hand skimmed her waist, easing under the elasticised sweatpants and cupping her backside, lifting her higher onto his thigh. Gripping at his bunched shoulders, Chloe realised she wanted his T-shirt off, wanted to feel his chest against her breasts, skin against skin.

“Your T-shirt,” she breathed. “Take it off – please.”

In one smooth move he pulled the T-shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor, both hands returning to her hips, shoving her sweats and underwear down to her knees. Chloe stiffened; her scar, she’d completely forgotten about her scar! Would it repulse him? He had caught a glimpse of it the day before, still anxiety spiked through her. What if he wouldn’t want her anymore? But Zak seemed trapped in a haze of lust; with a deep groan he cupped her backside, caressing each naked cheek with those rough hands. Easing his leg back between her legs, Chloe’s moist, bare sex spread against hard muscle, covered by the rough cotton of his jeans. Her scar, his reaction to it, evaporated from her mind, everything replaced by this driving force. Sweet waves of pleasure engulfed her, followed by a momentary flush of embarrassment. She was so wet down there, what must he think of her?

“Zak – I don’t – I can’t -.”

“Oh baby,” he breathed heavily. “Don’t ask me to stop – please – not now.”

Her shame evaporated at his words, he wanted this, wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Snaking her hands up his smooth, muscled arms, burying her fingers in his hair, she brought his mouth back to hers. Parting her lips, inviting another of those deep soul-searching kisses, pushing everything, except him and what he was doing to her, from her mind. She could feel his smooth, muscular chest, damp with sweat, against her throbbing breasts, her nipples tight and aching, while his tongue entwined with hers. Chloe had no idea that her backside could be so sensitive; the sensation of his hands circling and squeezing the rounded globes sent spasms of delight down between her legs, to that moist pulsing sex, rubbing fretfully against his hard thigh.

She moaned in distress when he ended the kiss and withdrew his leg from between her legs, digging her nails in to keep him close, she sobbed in frustration.

“Easy,” he breathed against her mouth. “I’ve just gotta get these damn jeans off.”

The jeans, yes, she wanted them off, wanted to feel the whole, hard length of his naked body against hers. “Let me do it,” she whispered, emboldened by his words.

Dropping her drowsy eyes to the button of his jeans, Chloe gulped a breath of air at the bulge between his thighs. You can do this. Her hands trembled as she pushed the stud free and warily jerked the zipper downwards.

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