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Aleneic
slid across the couch to Laila and took
her hand. She stiffened but he brought her closer to him. When she
tried to pull away he held her firmly until she stilled. Looking
into her expressive topaz gaze, Aleneic
wondered why the fates had brought him to a woman who would make him
want what he might not be able to have. His attention was again
caught by her lush mouth that made him want to keep kissing her
senseless. Her lush plump bottom lip was begging for his teeth to
nip it and the top heart-shaped lip made his tongue ache to give it
a thorough tongue-lashing.
He knew
it had been wrong to taste her again. The first time had made him
hot but the second then third time had made him throb and ache. An
ache that was driving him crazy. He knew it was only a matter of
time before she would come to him and then he would take her every
way he could.
Aleneic’s mind flashed to how it would
be as his fingers delved into her reddish-brown hair while he kissed
along her smooth mocha-colored
sculpted cheeks to her luscious mouth, then down to her chin with
the delightful little dent. He would spend some time nibbling on it
before going down under her chin to her neck. Slowly, he would lick
down between her ripe full breasts then nibble on each one
before exploring all of the rest of her, including that lovely butt
and lust-inspiring hips. He frowned, making a note to take his time
in exploring her. He saw she was watching him silently, waiting for
him to speak.
He
looked into her expressive topaz gaze, pleased at the hint of lust
there. A low growl came from his lips. He fought to get control over
his own needs. Desire warred with duty as he tried to focus on why
he was here.
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2007.
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