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there, exploring my mouth, tasting me, owning me in a way I had never known was possible.
My brain felt numb -- could this really be Ben?Sweet, gentle Ben who went out of his way to never
make sexist remarks or tell off-color jokes? Could this really be my mild-mannered partner of five years
ravishing my mouth with a savage intensity that was making me hot and cold all over? I didn t even know
this man -- did I?
My body reacted helplessly to his. My nipples stiffened into tight peaks under the slick vinyl bustier, and
the cleft between my thighs got wet and hot and slippery in a breathless second. It was crazy to think, but
it was almost as though I needed this, as though my body had been waiting for it all along.
I don t know when or how I started kissing him back, but I moaned into Ben s mouth, a low animal
noise I hadn t known I was capable of making. Suddenly his hand left my hair to roam all over my body.
I felt his fingers tugging at the top of the bustier, peeling it down to bare my breasts. He pinched my
nipples, using a gentle twisting motion that belied the fierce possession of his kiss, and I gasped and
arched my back, wanting more despite myself.
My skin was on fire with needing him. His big hands were everywhere, cupping and kneading my
breasts, stroking my neck, and lifting my skirt to find their way to the hot, wet place between my thighs. I
arched up to meet him, not caring about the crowd, not caring about anything but having this -- having
Ben in a way I had never allowed myself to realize I needed him before.
His fingers pushed my panties aside to spread me, and I opened my thighs, welcoming him in. He bent
his head to lap at my throat,then bent lower to suck my nipples into his hot mouth, making me nearly
scream with pleasure. Two long, strong fingers pressed into the hot, slick entrance to my pussy, thrusting
deep to find my core, and I pressed back, helping him find it. I was so close ... so damnclose ...
In the back of my mind I knew I shouldn t be doing this. We were in public and people were watching.
We were best friends and partners -- not lovers. We were probably screwing our carefully balanced
relationship all to hell. None of the reasons my critical mind tried to give me had the least effect on my
body. I wasn t myself. I was like a bomb that has been activated -- helpless to do anything but tick and
tick until I blew myself apart.
Ben was a completely different person too. Gone was the polite gentleman who always opened my car
door and guided me through crowds with one large, warm hand at the small of my back. What was left in
his place was a testosterone-driven animal, a beast that both frightened and called to me in some primal
way I could neither deny nor ignore.
I don t know what might have happened between us if he hadn t picked me up and laid me down on the
nearest table. But the hard wood was cold under my back, and the smell of spilled beer, yeasty and rank,
invaded my senses and turned my stomach. I looked up and saw Ben looming over me, a dark shadow
with fire in his eyes. His features blurred as my memory looped sickeningly back to a part of my past I d
tried hard to forget.Mitch!my mind screamed, and suddenly all the pleasure I d been feeling turned to
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panic.
Ben leaned over me, maybe to kiss me again, I don t know because I didn t give him a chance. I struck
out at him, beating at his chest and kicking to try and push him away. He was already between my legs,
one hand on the fastening to his jeans, and I saw the startled expression in his eyes as I fought him.
 Dani -- Dani, no, I m sorry! The light faded from his brown eyes, leaving anguish and concern behind,
but none of it was registering with me. The only thing that registered was the smell of alcohol and the fact
that I was pinned to the table with a large, heavy man on top of me. I wanted to scream, but I
couldn t -- the sound stuck in my throat like a bone that wouldn t come out. I fought him in silence, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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