The Touch

by Jaymie Holland

  She sighed and moved her hands up to his shoulders and into his long, thick hair. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she tasted him, drawing him deeper inside until she felt as if he possessed all of her in just that one kiss.

  Desire burned through Kara from the roots of her hair to that spot between her thighs that ached for him, that needed this man she didn’t even know. Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized she truly knew absolutely nothing about him, yet she wanted him so bad she could taste it. What would it be like to feel him naked against her, to feel him thrust deep inside her? She could feel him hard against her belly, and she wondered how he might taste if she sucked his cock.

  Maybe she would go to bed with him. Right now.

  Adan moved his hands from her shoulders, slowly caressing her arms until he reached her hips. He drew her body flush with his and kneaded her butt. Her silky skirt rose up higher and higher until his hands were on her panties.

  Adan stilled as he felt bare flesh beneath his hands. He drew back from the kiss and stared down at Kara. She smiled and twirled her finger in a lock of his hair. “I liked that.”

  “Mmmm.” His smile was more than carnal. “I want to taste you.”

  Heat flared through her at the thought, but still she said, “It’s too soon for that.”

  Adan slid his hands to her waist and Kara gasped as he effortlessly picked her up and set her on the countertop. The granite was cool against her ass and her panties pulled tight against her clit. Her skirt rode high on her thighs.

  “I will not force you, love, but I believe you want me as much as I want you.” He moved between her thighs and kissed her, then brought his hands to her breasts and groaned against her mouth. “You can tell me to leave and I will.”

  Leave? The mere thought made her want to scream, No…no!

  To hell with getting to know him better. Kara wanted this man. What better way to get to know him anyway? She braced her hands on the countertop and arched her back so that her breasts pressed against his palms. He gave a low rumble and moved his mouth down her neck to the silky blouse she wore.

  Through the fabric he pinched and pulled at her nipples, then found one with his mouth and tongue and she all but mewled with pleasure. She watched him as he suckled first one breast and then the other—no way did she want him to stop.

  His eyes met hers as he pushed up her blouse and then fingered the lace of her bra. “May I?” he asked, and at that moment Kara knew she would do about anything for his mouth on her nipples, his hand in her panties.

  “Yeah.” Her voice was husky and she looked at him through lowered lashes. “Suck them.”

  Adan’s eyes lit with dark fire as he pulled down her bra, causing her breasts to spill into his hands. He pressed his hips harder against her, spreading her legs further apart as he licked and sucked one nipple then the next.

  “I can’t believe this is happening.” She arched up higher. And I don’t want it to end. She knew she was out of her head, but right now she just didn’t care. He was good with his mouth and his hands.

  She couldn’t stop moaning and making sighs and gasps of pleasure as he kneaded her breasts while he suckled them. He rose up and cool air brushed her nipples, making them even tighter.

  Placing his hot palms on her thighs, he stared at her as he slowly moved them up to where her skirt barely covered her mound. “I’ve tasted your sweet lips and nipples,” he murmured. “I want to sample the rest of you.”

  Hell yes. Kara trembled at the thought. This was crazy—he was a complete stranger, and a futuristic one at that!

  “I only want what you want, Kara.” He slowly stroked the inside of her thigh down to her knee and back. “I will leave if you wish it.”

  “Don’t go,” she said before she could change her mind.

  Adan smiled. He knew he shouldn’t be here with an Earth woman from the past, but he needed to touch her, to feel her, to taste her. All he’d been able to do was think about her since last night.

  Her delicious scent filled his senses as he pushed her skirt all the way up, exposing a tiny scrap of cloth covering her. He peeled it aside and she helped him by raising her ass. He slipped it down over her thighs and over her high heels.

  For a moment he braced his hands to either side of her hips and stared down at the beautiful woman before him. Her green eyes were wide and expressive and her full lips parted. Her blouse rode high over her pale breasts, her belly bare, her skirt around her waist, her thighs spread, and she was wide open to him.

  Adan pulled her so that her ass was at the edge of the countertop. He watched her as he knelt between her thighs and lowered his head.

  “Did you know you smell of peaches and springtime?” he asked as he lightly stroked the dark blond curls of her mound. “It has been a long time since I’ve seen the spring or smelled its sweet perfume.”

  Kara swallowed. Her folds tingled and throbbed as he spoke and stroked her with his skillful fingers. “Why haven’t you seen the spring? Have you been in prison or something?”

  He brought his finger along the inside of her thigh. “The world in which we live, it is an ice world. There is no spring, no summer, no fall. Only winter.”

  She squirmed. “Winter is my favorite time of year—at least when I go skiing and sledding up north.”

  “Then you would enjoy my world.” He lowered his head and the stubble on his cheek brushed the inside of her thigh. “And I would love to have you there. To warm my bed. I would fuck you morning and night.”

  Kara couldn’t help the tremors of desire that ran through her at the image of being this man’s sex kitten. It wasn’t her style, but the image of him taking her every way ’til Sunday made her hot beyond belief. “Stop talking and get down to business before I lose my mind.”

  He gave a soft laugh then licked her in one long swipe of his tongue. Kara almost screamed—something she never did. She wasn’t a screamer, and never would be. But she’d never been so hot for a man in all her years, and had never experienced anything as erotic as this moment. He slipped a finger then two into her channel and she watched the big man lick and suck her while sliding his fingers in and out.

  “You’re good.” She pressed herself tighter against his face. “So frigging good.”

  Like a big bear, Adan rumbled and continued to devour her. His stubble chafed her and the inside of her thighs, adding to the exquisite sensations. Her breathing grew deeper and her skin glistened with sweat as he drew her closer and closer to the brink. The climax built within her, expanding outward, bigger and bigger and bigger until it exploded.

  Kara gave a soft cry as she climaxed with the most amazing orgasm of her life. Her body shuddered and wouldn’t stop, and she swore she saw spots before her eyes. Adan gripped her hips in his hands and only pressed his face deeper into her, licking her long and hard, driving her from one powerful orgasm to another, making her body shudder with the power of the sensations. He kept going until she’d had too many orgasms to count, until she begged him to stop.

  When he finally rose up to stand between her thighs, he gathered her into his arms and held her so close to him she could hear his rapid heartbeat. She was still sitting on the countertop, his firm cock tight against her. She could feel it through the material and she couldn’t wait to have that cock driving in and out of her.

  “Damn.” Kara tilted her head to look up at Adan. “All I can say is damn that was great.”

  “You taste delicious.” Adan lowered his face to hers and she caught her scent mingled with his masculine smell of winter breezes and testosterone, and he kissed her.

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  About Jaymie

  Jaymie Holland is the romantic erotica alter-ego of New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cheyenne McCray. Jaymie’s work should always be handled with oven mitts!

  Cheyenne’s books have received multiple awards and nominations, including

  *RT Book Reviews magazine’s Reviewer’s Choice awards for Best Erotic Ro
mance of the year and Best Paranormal Action Adventure of the year

  *Three “RT Book Reviews” nominations, including Best Erotic Romance, Best Romantic Suspense, and Best Paranormal Action Adventure.

  *Golden Quill award for Best Erotic Romance

  *The Road to Romance’s Reviewer’s Choice Award

  *Gold Star Award from Just Erotic Romance Reviews

  *CAPA award from The Romance Studio

  Cheyenne grew up on a ranch in southeastern Arizona. She has been writing ever since she can remember, back to her kindergarten days when she penned her first poem. She always knew one day she would write novels, hoping her readers would get lost in the worlds she created, just as she experienced when she read some of her favorite books.

  Chey has three sons, two dogs, and is an Arizona native who loves the desert, the sunshine, and the beautiful sunsets. Visit Chey's website at CheyenneMcCray.com and meet up with her at Cheyenne McCray’s Place (http://www.facebook.com/pages/Cheyenne-McCrays-Place/183525008980) on Facebook!

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