Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Evelyn Starr
Word Count :81750
Publication Date :2010-08-24
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- Product Code: 978-1-55410-752-0
The fog brings Paulette more than she had bargained for…
It’s just Paulette’s luck. On an early, early morning when she can least afford delays or attention, she has to run over the one man who’s out jogging in a sweat suit the exact color of the fog that’s supposed to be her cover. And once ensnared, she finds it impossible to get away. Because Kyle is keeping a secret or two himself. And they’re exactly the kind of secrets she’s most afraid of.
“I always promise myself I’ll take it slow,” he murmured, no longer gasping as he seemed to achieve some kind of second strength. Exactly the strength he would need to see him through the next moments. “I always tell myself this time I’ll take the time. Have the time. To enjoy you. And then…”
Self-control began to shatter.
In a kind of slow motion that was puzzling to watch and even more incomprehensible when Paulette realized the very, selfsame thing was going on inside her, it crumbled. From the inside out. The center out.
Then faster, and faster, and faster as the jerking of the shaft he kept buried inside her mounted. As the shaft itself seemed to take over when he lost the ability. As his hips, no longer at all hampered or hindered by the rigidly closed circle of her legs, began a new movement. A very special, very agitating one.
Around and around, they swung.
Exerting new kinds of pressures. All new kinds. All different varieties. Upon Paulette’s most tender inner flesh. Urging it to respond, demanding it respond, forcing it to respond even though her heart said he was right.
It was not yet time! Not yet enough!
And then her body overflowed.
Heated essence rose to the surface. It threatened to boil over in the precise instant when Kyle’s heat rose and was added to it. The precise instant when the combined essence of them scorched the snow-fevered night air.