Podstrony
|
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
Why? Murphy s hand reached out to encircle her waist.
Truro shivered under his touch. Will it always feel like this for us? Oh Forehead slap!
Get a grip woman. One minute you want to run a mile and the next you were wondering if you
can have sex at seventy. Because you know too much about me.
Murphy lifted her effortlessly up into the van. And that s bad?
Truro was up in the air and back down on her feet before she realized what had
happened. Well, yes. And that whole move was awfully hot and sexy.
How?
Why all the questions? No other man she knew wanted to know that much about her.
Because I
What? Have no defenses against me? Do you need them?
Yes.
Why?
You re very& Truro hesitated as she watched Murphy remove his shirt. Oh boy.
Hot as hell.
55
Amarinda Jones
Murphy smiled at her words. I am?
Oh crap, I said that out loud. This man was bad for her. Truro had trouble
thinking straight when Murphy was clothed. Half naked was as hard as hell.
Yeah you did but I liked it. His hands settled on the buttons of her shirt, making
short work of them. What else am I? Murphy peeled back the edges of the fabric that
covered her breasts.
Sexy and pushy and& er& His gentle fingers on her skin set her whole body
alight.
You smell great. Murphy leaned in and placed soft kisses just below her ear.
Really? Truro gasped out in a breathy voice.
Oh yeah. Remember what I said about licking you from your toes up?
Truro jumped at the thought, her pussy wet and ready. Um, I have work to do. Be
sensible. Be rational. Licking might be fun though.
As do I. Murphy crowded Truro giving her no other option but to move
backward. The back of her legs hit the double bed in the small van. He pushed her onto
the mattress. Murphy held onto her legs, his hands removing her shoes one by one.
When Truro felt his hands move to the snap of her jeans she tried to fight them off.
I can t. Well, I can but but what? Why am I fighting this again?
Why not? The snap came undone and the zipper slid down.
Well, I just can t. Truro s jeans were around her ankles before she could blink.
Murphy pulled her legs free of the denim. Hmm, white functional knickers.
I wasn t expecting you. Or maybe I was. Maybe I wanted to test fate with white granny
knickers that no man would find attractive.
And a white bra too. His finger strayed into the deep cleavage on display.
Truro tried to get up. I m sorry I m not a lingerie model.
I m not. Murphy moved down to her feet. I want a real woman not a
prefabricated one. He lifted one of her ankles toward his mouth. Stay still, petal.
56
Werewolf Me
Wolf man, I oh boy& Truro moaned as his tongue started licking her foot. She
had never understood why some people found feet sexy. But now, with his mouth on
her instep, Truro could. It was all that hot, ticklish heat that sent a spiral of pleasure up
her spine.
Stop squirming, he murmured between kisses.
That was impossible. She wanted to grind her body against his to relieve the ache
that was building up inside her. How would you like me to lick you? Dumb question.
Truro really wanted to do that.
Murphy s eyes locked on hers. I would love it and in fact I will insist upon it.
This made Truro giggle as he tickled her foot. You re very silly.
You re delicious. Murphy s tongue lapped at her ankle before starting a slow,
seductive slide up her calf.
It was hard to concentrate on pushing him away when she wanted to pull him so
close he was inside her. Murphy, we have to talk.
He appeared unfazed by her words as he nibbled on her knee. About what?
There was only one way she could handle this and that was the truth. I m scared.
Murphy parted her legs and moved in so the length of his body touched hers. You
never have to be with me.
The tender hands stroking her face and the rough denim on her bare limbs made it
hard to concentrate on what she wanted to say. This is too fast.
It s meant to be. I want you to be so aware of me that you can think of nothing or
nobody else. I want you to be so full of me that you don t know where I stop and you
start. I want you to come looking at me and know that I m the only man for you.
Oh His words were so hot and possessive that Truro felt she could have had an
orgasm then and there. While she wasn t into dominance, a strong, confident man was
as sexy as hell in Truro s eyes.
57
Amarinda Jones
Murphy smiled as he removed her bra. Yes, oh . He leaned down and kissed her
in a soft, thorough manner that declared ownership and devotion. What do you need,
petal?
That he cared enough to ask made her love him a little more. Uh-oh. Love him? A
little more? What the ? Um, Truro murmured as she tried to process the wild thought
that had just shot into her head. How can I love him when I have no idea what love is? This
has to be just sex. Yes, think sex and don t complicate this with dumb feelings.
Petal? What s wrong? His hands had moved down to the white cotton of her
knickers. They were off within seconds.
Take them off and fuck me. Can I say that? Truro licked her lips. I want you naked
now inside me. His words reverberated in her head. I want you to be so aware of me
that you can think of nothing or nobody else. I am already there. Truro pushed against his
tattooed chest. Strip.
For you anything. Murphy moved from her body and stood up. He made short
work of kicking off his shoes and shucking his jeans.
Truro ran her gaze along his muscled flesh. He is mine. If anyone had told her a
week ago she would be thinking like that she would have called them crazy. The last
thing she wanted in her life was a man. I want to She hesitated. Truro had never
been one to initiate sex. How do I ask for what I want? The object of her desire was hard,
ready and in her line of sight.
Just say it. Murphy sat back on the bed.
How do you always know what I m thinking?
Because we are soul mates.
A chill ran up Truro s spine. Soul mates. First Gil, then Bess and now Murphy. Was
there something in the water in Ludlum that was making people all soppy? I want to
taste you.
I would love that. Murphy moved to lie beside her on the mattress.
58
Werewolf Me
While he had certainly seen her naked, Truro felt a moment of hesitation before
climbing on top of the hunk of male body that was hers to play with.
Don t think, just feel and do what you want. Murphy held a hand out to her.
Truro took it, grateful that he was someone she did not have to explain her fears
and thoughts to. She climbed on top of him until her pussy was rubbing against his
cock. Truro wiggled her ass back slightly down his thighs. His growl of approval at her
actions made her smile. You like? She rubbed her wet pussy against his skin.
Anything you do to me I love.
Love. This is not love. This is wild glorious sex. Believe that and enjoy what you have.
Truro reached down and wrapped her hands around the base of Murphy s cock. The
pulsing throb of power within her hands made her feel an answering strength that had
never occurred to her before. Truro ran her hand up and down the length of his cock.
That one person could make another bold and strong was sexually exciting. She
dropped her head down and licked the tip of his cock. It was spongy and soft but firm.
When she first tasted him at the motel, she had been surprised at her own reaction.
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
zanotowane.pldoc.pisz.plpdf.pisz.plkskarol.keep.pl
|
