Heather Rainier
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His jaw dropped and he dragged in a deep breath but held in his shout, obviously cognizant of the quiet neighborhood surrounding them. She didn’t know how she’d manage the same feat, as turned on as she was. Her slick juices already dampened the flesh of her inner thighs and her body felt tingly and hyperaroused. She slid her lips up and down his shaft, sucking on the head as his body went rigid and he whispered encouragement to her.
She shifted closer to his side on her hands and knees as she continued sucking, and gasped when he moved with her and lifted her left thigh and slid his head between her legs. She felt his fingers on one clamp a second before he released it and rubbed the tender nipple to soothe her. She whimpered in both agony and ecstasy as the blood flow returned. He drew a moan to her lips as he sucked and licked at her cunt with languid strokes meant to tease her as she was doing to him. The neatly trimmed hairs of his goatee tickled her inner thighs as he sucked her clit with devastating results, coaxing her first orgasm of the night from her. It was soft, and gentle, shimmering through her in decadent waves.
In gratitude she continued sucking his cock, loving every thick inch, the way he felt in her mouth and the way he tasted on her tongue. Little mewing noises came to her throat as he flicked the bell on the other nipple clamp and worked her near the edge of climax again, but she was determined that he get there too. She braced one hand on the chaise and gripped the base of his erection with the other. Sliding her hand back and forth in concert with her movements, she increased her tempo to shorter, faster strokes. She knew she had him on the edge when he stopped licking her and moaned.
“Don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop.”
His hips rocked in time with her strokes as she kept the pace. His hands strayed randomly along her back until he gripped her ass cheeks tightly and a low groan started in his chest and turned into a growl that vibrated through her clit, sending her over, as his cum spurted onto her tongue and her own orgasm burst inside her. They moved as one united, sinuous being, reveling in the waves of an orgasm that seemed to go on and on. Seth scooted down and released the other clamp and sucked her nipple into his mouth as the blood circulation returned and sensation pounded through every screaming nerve ending. He fingered her throbbing pussy and she cried out as another orgasm slammed into her, taking her by surprise. Stars filled her vision as her entire body pulsated with pleasure. In her current position, still on her hands and knees, her breasts and nipples felt swollen and sensitive.
With a pleased rumble in his chest, he stretched out and returned to his oral stroking. Resting her cheek on his hip, she caught her breath, her cunt throbbing as he played with her, and she returned the favor, licking his cock clean. He brought out the insatiable vixen in her, and she licked his balls for good measure, giving his sensitive cock a rest. On shaky limbs, she turned and crawled into his arms, acquiescing when he positioned her so she straddled his hips and lay over his chest.
“I love you very much, my wife. My wife. I didn’t think I’d ever say those words before I met you.”
“Why?”
Seth shrugged, making the muscles ripple under her cheek. “I crammed a lot into the last few years and assumed the trajectory of my life was set, revolving around business. I’m still really sorry I tripped you but I’m so glad I met you.”
“Between fate, or destiny, or whatever you want to call it, and Grace’s matchmaking schemes, we were meant to meet. I love you—and your son—so much, husband.”
She drifted peacefully as he stroked her back. Sometime later, a breeze whispered over their cooling flesh, making her shiver lightly.
Seth patted her butt. “Let’s cover you up.”
She sat up and stretched, still straddling him, and then reached back for the sheet and covers. As she faced him again, her pussy made contact with the thickening ridge of his erection. She paused and smiled down at him as she rubbed her wet cunt against him, coating him in her juices. He gently stroked her sensitized nipples as he gazed up at her and moved with her, groaning with enjoyment.
She reached back and stroked his balls with her fingertips as she moved back and forth and his eyelids slid closed, pleasure written all over his handsome face. She braced her hands beside his shoulders and leaned down to kiss him. Taking advantage of the change in position, he gripped her hips and held her as he thrust home, filling her with his bone-hard cock. Her pussy tingled with the stretching sensation and she arched her back, giving him access to her nipples. She moved up and down, back and forth on his cock. The hot tugging of his mouth on her nipples sent a tendril of heat straight to her clit and made her juices flow even more copiously for him.
With his mouth full of her breast, he groaned his affirmation as he thrust harder, deeper. She tilted her pelvis and whispered, “Yes,” with the next thrust. He rubbed her G-spot until the sensation reverberated through her whole body, under her skin and in her nerve endings.
“That’s the spot, isn’t it, baby?”
He slowly fucked her with methodical strokes designed to shatter her sanity. She nodded wordlessly, unwilling to break the spell by struggling to come up with coherent words as she rode his cock, chasing her orgasm. She sat up, her muscles tightening as he stroked her clit with his thumb. She held her breasts in her hands, pinching her nipples until the sensation set off a flurry of shocks. The muscles in her legs locked, and she tried to keep the moan inside her and was only partially successful. Seth gripped her hips and helped her continue the motion, rubbing her clit and G-spot simultaneously.
Her core rippled and she slid her hands through her hair and over her head, raising them to the moonlit sky as the orgasm tore through her in a blazing wave of ecstasy, a breathless cry flying from her lips.
As she collapsed on his chest, Seth rolled them and lifted her hips as he kneeled between her legs and fucked her with the abandon of a wild animal. She held on and the tension built inside her as she watched him in fascination. His muscular arms were flexed and tense, his pecs tight, and his neck corded as he tilted his head back. Pleasure burst inside her again as his jaw fell open and a sound of pure satisfaction escaped him.
Her body was one big pulse as she panted, trying to catch her breath. She loved this side of Seth. He was normally so controlled, so gentle. When he let go of the part of him that was civilized, the man who remained sent lust shivering through her with the insatiable need to give in to him. Give him everything he wanted.
As he tumbled to the chaise beside her, he asked, “Did I hurt you?” Always, afterward, he asked this question.
“No. You gave it to me exactly how I wanted. I’ll be ready for more when you are, caveman.”
Seth chuckled and pulled her into the warmth of his arms and covered them with the scattered covers. “Come here, my sexy little librarian.”
“Tattooing and making love to the virginal town librarian weren’t experiences you ever thought you’d have, were they?”
He shook his head. “Not hardly. I told you once that life experience wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. But some are. Like with Toby, the first time I saw you, Jayne, you owned my heart.”
Lying there with the breeze ruffling the trees overhead and around them, Jayne knew it was her men—Seth and Toby—who owned the heart that beat inside her.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I live in South Central Texas, writing the type of novel I love to read: more erotic and edgy than the mainstream, with plenty of sweet romance mixed in. I write erotic romances exclusively for Siren Publishing, under their Everlasting imprint. My love of romantic fiction began as a teenager when my mom gave me copies of Kathleen Woodiwiss’s The Flame and the Flower and Bertrice Small’s Skye O’Malley. To this day I’m pretty sure that was her idea of the “birds and the bees” talk.
My husband and I met in a scenario very much like the ones I’ve written about. He was the alpha hero who stepped in when this “damsel in distress” needed rescuing from a nefar
ious pervert. It’s no wonder I went on to write erotic romance when I had him to inspire me. My favorite type of hero is the gentle, lovable giant, but readers will discover a variety of heroes and alphas in my novels, from nearly perfect to very flawed. I hope readers relate to my heroines and the challenges and dilemmas they face head-on.
I love to chat with readers on Facebook and enjoy talking about my books and whatever else comes to mind on my blog, The Divine Tease. When not pounding on my keyboard, I’m usually busy corralling my kids or loving on my smokin’ hot husband, who thankfully loves to cook.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
About the Author