Michael stood and reached out both hands to help Cassandra from the bath.
“Come to me, my love.” Her legs were unsteady as he helped her step from the tub. Her body trembled as he wrapped her in the thick terry robe. Lifting her, he carried her to the bed. Their still-damp skin was hot and the cool air of the room felt delicious. He used the robe to gently dry her before letting it drop to the floor. Looking down at her lying on the bed, he wondered if she knew how beautiful he found her. How much he desired her. As she opened her arms and reached out for him, the hook in his strong chain of control slipped a notch.
“I have waited so long for you, for this moment. I am yours, Michael. All yours.”
“I don’t know what I have done to deserve this, but I am taking it anyway.”
“Take it, darling. Take it all,” she pleaded breathlessly.
She held his head gently, entwining her fingers through his hair, stroking the back of his neck. She pulled him down, her face close to his, and her eyes met his. The emotions swirled in her naked gaze and he saw the unasked question there. The moment had finally come. Lifting his hips, he slid them between her thighs, his body covering hers. The smooth head of his cock pressed against her wetness for a moment before he slid deeply inside her. His body shook with the want of her. She was so hot, so wet and so tight that Michael was already struggling to hold on. He pushed harder, reaching her end, his pelvis pressing onto her clit. She was moaning and he could feel her muscles already beginning to tighten. She was going to come and then he would lose all control. Not even one stroke… He tried to think about baseball, calculus equations, a gently moving stream, but he couldn’t hold on. Her breathing grew faster and she was crying out his name over and over again. He pressed deeper against her, not daring more movement than that.
“Cassandra,” he whispered, as he looked into her pleading eyes.
Coming hard, she gushed on his twitching shaft. Michael groaned, and, shuddering, he exploded deep inside her.
Get your copy now
About the Author
Genevieve Ash has been telling stories for as long as she can remember. When she was a child, she would tell her family fantastical tales garnered from the equally fantastical daydreams that fuelled her imagination. They usually involved a knight in shining armour.
Writing Erotic Romance is Genevieve’s passion. She marvels at the incredible power words have to bring people closer to another and create intimacy. If you ask her what she believes, she will tell you without hesitation, “I believe in the fairytale.” Genevieve is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the NEORWA.
Email: [email protected]
Genevieve loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.
Also by Genevieve Ash
Going Dutch
Total-E-Bound Publishing
www.total-e-bound.com
Take a look at our exciting range of literagasmic™
erotic romance titles and discover pure quality
at Total-E-Bound.
Playing House Page 8