tmp0 by VANJA

Author:VANJA
Language: eng
Format: epub

His hands settled on her hips as she started to move. “Have your wicked way with me. I’m putty in your hands.”

“There’s—not—a—damn—thing—soft about you, Blackthorne with an…”

The climax came at her so fast she barely had time to suck in a shuddering breath.

Dazed, her breath sawing in and out as if she’d just climbed Everest, Kess collapsed on Simon’s chest. Still joined, their damp skin stuck together as they gasped for air.

She suddenly noticed that it had gone from day to night without warning. Soft moonlight made a coverlet over their naked bodies as they lay facing each other, arms and legs entwined. Simon brushed Kess’s fiery hair over her shoulder, then stroked a lazy hand down her arm. Her skin felt warm and silky smooth, and although they’d made love, and he’d touched her all over, he couldn’t prevent him self from caressing her now.

He had the weirdest sensation in his chest. A feeling of fullness. Of—God. He couldn’t begin to describe it. He gave up and stopped trying. Kess rested her hand over his heart, lazily playing with the hair on his chest. “This might be a good time to explain how you do what you do.”

He loved the way her eyes lost focus when she looked at him. Loved the way the soft gray darkened to charcoal as if she could read what he was thinking. Not hard to do since he’d had the quickest sexual recovery he could remember since he was a fifteen-year-old with an unquenchable libido. Ten minutes after a mind-blowing climax, and he was hard again.

“Why don’t I show you?” he murmured, cupping the satiny weight of her breast, before trailing his fingers over her hip. Stroking his hand down her thigh, he repositioned her leg over his hip to gain access to her damp heat.

“This wasn’t exactly what I meant by tell me,” she muttered with a small unconvincing frown.

“Complaining?” He slipped inside her.

“Not at all—Could you—Yes.”

He brought his fingers between their bodies. “Here?”

“Hmm.”

“How about here—Jesus, sweetheart. I’ll go off like a rocket if you t—” She moved against him with purpose, her expression adorably intent. “You like to live dangerously, don’t you?”

Her lashes flickered up when she looked at him. “Living dangerously is my middle name.”

“I thought it was Scarlett,” he said through gritted teeth as the orgasm raced from his toes to the base of his brain like a comet.

“You have a good memory.”

His brain went blank as they climaxed together with muscle-clenching intensity.

Maybe they slept. Maybe they were unconscious. God only knew. Simon felt as though every bone in his body had been somehow transformed into overcooked pasta. Pasta had never felt so good. Jesus. Any more of this and they’d kill each other.

“How’re you doing?” he asked, shifting her limp body over his so he could touch her all over with out moving. Even his lips were relaxed.

“Fantastic,” she said cheerfully, sounding wide-awake and ready to talk.

He almost groaned. A couple of hours’ sleep right now sounded like sheer, fucking heaven.

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