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.Brown eyes and denim blue, both piercing, questioning,scorching.Morgan shivered, and they pressed closer, their wide,muscled chests covered in fever-hot skin and nearly eclipsing her.She didn��t have to look down to know she��d see two hungry cocksintent on giving and taking satisfaction.Morgan drew in a shocked breath.Oh, unreal.She and Jackand Deke, mostly naked and in a hotel room�� This was actuallyhappening.Trepidation, forbidden thrill, a flare of arousal��thefeelings bombarded her so quickly, Morgan could barely sort onefrom the other.Except amazement.Just last night, Jack had poured out hisguts, his heart, his pain, his fear.He��d been afraid that sharing hermeant losing her.What had changed?Deke thrust his finger in his mouth, sampling the juice ofher arousal with a wicked smile.At the sight, a fresh flush sweptthrough her, and Morgan cursed her fair skin.He just laughed. WICKED TIES �� S.Bradley w/a Shayla Black �� Berkley Heat, Jan.2007, ISBN0-425-21361-7 Page 173Jack��s gaze was more serious.��Deke and I are here to grantyour fantasy, cher.����We won��t hurt you, just give you the good kind of pain,��Deke promised with a wink.��Why?�� Her questioning gaze fell to Jack, and the whisperfell out of her mouth.He cupped her face in his hands and stepped closer.��Irealized that, if I want to claim you as mine, I had to have the ballsto give you everything you need.Otherwise, I can��t truly be yourmaster and I��m no better than that jackoff, Andrew.Tell me this iswhat you want, and you��ll have it now.We��re both ready to devotetoday to your pleasure.��Claim me as his? As in beyond today? Her heart picked upspeed at the scary, wonderful thought of having Jack in her lifeforever.She stood, unmoving, struck mute, mind racing.��Oh.wow.����I��m more than ready.�� A thread of ironic laughter wove itsway through Deke��s voice.��Do you really want this?�� Jack murmured.Those words pounded a heavy drumbeat of desire betweenher legs��where both of their fingers had possessed her and pushedher to a searing realm of pleasure.Sensation overload aside, this was a moment of truth: Didshe want both of them? Could she handle a m��nage? Could shetake receiving what she��d told Jack she��s always wanted?An image of Jack and Deke both filling her, fucking her,nearly had her moaning.Her breasts ached, her clit alreadythrobbed for attention again.And her heart swelled as she realizedthat Jack had put aside his fear and given her his trust so that shecould experience her fantasy.He clenched his jaw, fingers tightening on her cheeks.Heneeded her answer.She searched his familiar dark eyes, now like avise on her own gaze.He needed her.The fact he was willing to dothis to keep her stunned her utterly.Joy burst through her chest.��Are you sure?�� Her voice trembled.��Watching you flush and swell in the sunlight, feeling youwrithe on my fingers, seeing you smile, yeah.�� Jack sounded likehe��d swallowed a truckload of gravel.��Yeah.�� A beautiful answer, but still��she had to ask the hardquestion.��You��re not going to turn into Destructor on steroids,watching Deke touch me? This isn��t going to upset you?��Cupping her cheek, he sighed.��If I don��t give this to you,I��ll lose you anyway.And I believe we belong together, cher.Wehave to trust each other to have any tomorrows.�� A reluctant smiletugged at his wide mouth.��Besides, you looked hot as hell comingfor both of us.����Jack and I talked about it early this morning.His head isin the right place, doll.����So it��s up to you.�� Jack swallowed.��All it takes is oneword, and we��ll fuck you beyond your every dream.You just haveto accept your needs.Yes or no.��The moment stunned her��humbled her.Simply amazing.Seemingly implacable Jack was willing to put aside his everymisgiving to grant her wish.A ballsy move, one that proved hereally didn��t want to let her go.Because he cared.Thank God, because her every attempt to shut him out ofher body and heart had failed miserably.Now, all she had to do to fulfill her fantasy was be braveenough to accept her wants, the pleasure, their demand.A few short days ago, she couldn��t have accepted this offer.Oh, she would have wanted to.Ached and yearned to, in fact.Jack��s words alone would have set her on fire.But shame andworry and fear would have doused it in the end.Now��no embarrassment, no apprehension.Just a whole,open acceptance of who she was and what she wanted. WICKED TIES �� S.Bradley w/a Shayla Black �� Berkley Heat, Jan.2007, ISBN0-425-21361-7 Page 174Jack had set her free.For that alone, she loved him.Fresh tears pooled in her eyes as she looked at Jack.��I��dhug you, if I could.��She wiggled her hands beneath her wrists bound to herthighs as dual tones of male laughter filled the room.��Is that a yes?����Yes.�� She pressed her body against his.��Please, yes.����Cher, it will be our pleasure.��He sealed the deal with a kiss, slanting his hungry mouthover her and urging her lips apart for him.Immediately, he filledher mouth with his unique flavor, something dark, spiced withCajun coffee, whiskey, and mystery.She��d know the addictivetaste of Jack anywhere.She also tasted just a hint of her ownjuices.But the gentle note of his kiss was new, infused with notjust desire, but hope and promise.Morgan melted.Deke wasn��t content to be idle, though.He pressed his hotmouth to the sensitive curve between her neck and shoulder,skimming his fingers up her body, from hip to navel, up again toswirl around her taut nipple begging for attention.His thumb brushed across it once.Just once.She gaspedinto Jack��s mouth.Then she moaned when her sexy Cajun hottiepinched its mate.The two of them together were going to be purecombustion.A rush of hot desire blasted her, and her knees damn nearturned liquid as Jack pressed kisses down her jaw, her shoulder,working his way straight to the nipple he still gripped between histhumb and forefinger.Deke apparently took that as a sign because he curled hugepalms around her cheeks and lifted her face to his, eyes burning.All traces of the teasing big guy who called her ��doll�� had beenreplaced by one hard, hungry man.A fresh bolt of lust crashed inher belly.That need resonated in his moan as he took her mouth andpushed his way inside.Deft, seductive, his clever tongue dancedaround hers, flirting, tasting, then backing away [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Brown eyes and denim blue, both piercing, questioning,scorching.Morgan shivered, and they pressed closer, their wide,muscled chests covered in fever-hot skin and nearly eclipsing her.She didn��t have to look down to know she��d see two hungry cocksintent on giving and taking satisfaction.Morgan drew in a shocked breath.Oh, unreal.She and Jackand Deke, mostly naked and in a hotel room�� This was actuallyhappening.Trepidation, forbidden thrill, a flare of arousal��thefeelings bombarded her so quickly, Morgan could barely sort onefrom the other.Except amazement.Just last night, Jack had poured out hisguts, his heart, his pain, his fear.He��d been afraid that sharing hermeant losing her.What had changed?Deke thrust his finger in his mouth, sampling the juice ofher arousal with a wicked smile.At the sight, a fresh flush sweptthrough her, and Morgan cursed her fair skin.He just laughed. WICKED TIES �� S.Bradley w/a Shayla Black �� Berkley Heat, Jan.2007, ISBN0-425-21361-7 Page 173Jack��s gaze was more serious.��Deke and I are here to grantyour fantasy, cher.����We won��t hurt you, just give you the good kind of pain,��Deke promised with a wink.��Why?�� Her questioning gaze fell to Jack, and the whisperfell out of her mouth.He cupped her face in his hands and stepped closer.��Irealized that, if I want to claim you as mine, I had to have the ballsto give you everything you need.Otherwise, I can��t truly be yourmaster and I��m no better than that jackoff, Andrew.Tell me this iswhat you want, and you��ll have it now.We��re both ready to devotetoday to your pleasure.��Claim me as his? As in beyond today? Her heart picked upspeed at the scary, wonderful thought of having Jack in her lifeforever.She stood, unmoving, struck mute, mind racing.��Oh.wow.����I��m more than ready.�� A thread of ironic laughter wove itsway through Deke��s voice.��Do you really want this?�� Jack murmured.Those words pounded a heavy drumbeat of desire betweenher legs��where both of their fingers had possessed her and pushedher to a searing realm of pleasure.Sensation overload aside, this was a moment of truth: Didshe want both of them? Could she handle a m��nage? Could shetake receiving what she��d told Jack she��s always wanted?An image of Jack and Deke both filling her, fucking her,nearly had her moaning.Her breasts ached, her clit alreadythrobbed for attention again.And her heart swelled as she realizedthat Jack had put aside his fear and given her his trust so that shecould experience her fantasy.He clenched his jaw, fingers tightening on her cheeks.Heneeded her answer.She searched his familiar dark eyes, now like avise on her own gaze.He needed her.The fact he was willing to dothis to keep her stunned her utterly.Joy burst through her chest.��Are you sure?�� Her voice trembled.��Watching you flush and swell in the sunlight, feeling youwrithe on my fingers, seeing you smile, yeah.�� Jack sounded likehe��d swallowed a truckload of gravel.��Yeah.�� A beautiful answer, but still��she had to ask the hardquestion.��You��re not going to turn into Destructor on steroids,watching Deke touch me? This isn��t going to upset you?��Cupping her cheek, he sighed.��If I don��t give this to you,I��ll lose you anyway.And I believe we belong together, cher.Wehave to trust each other to have any tomorrows.�� A reluctant smiletugged at his wide mouth.��Besides, you looked hot as hell comingfor both of us.����Jack and I talked about it early this morning.His head isin the right place, doll.����So it��s up to you.�� Jack swallowed.��All it takes is oneword, and we��ll fuck you beyond your every dream.You just haveto accept your needs.Yes or no.��The moment stunned her��humbled her.Simply amazing.Seemingly implacable Jack was willing to put aside his everymisgiving to grant her wish.A ballsy move, one that proved hereally didn��t want to let her go.Because he cared.Thank God, because her every attempt to shut him out ofher body and heart had failed miserably.Now, all she had to do to fulfill her fantasy was be braveenough to accept her wants, the pleasure, their demand.A few short days ago, she couldn��t have accepted this offer.Oh, she would have wanted to.Ached and yearned to, in fact.Jack��s words alone would have set her on fire.But shame andworry and fear would have doused it in the end.Now��no embarrassment, no apprehension.Just a whole,open acceptance of who she was and what she wanted. WICKED TIES �� S.Bradley w/a Shayla Black �� Berkley Heat, Jan.2007, ISBN0-425-21361-7 Page 174Jack had set her free.For that alone, she loved him.Fresh tears pooled in her eyes as she looked at Jack.��I��dhug you, if I could.��She wiggled her hands beneath her wrists bound to herthighs as dual tones of male laughter filled the room.��Is that a yes?����Yes.�� She pressed her body against his.��Please, yes.����Cher, it will be our pleasure.��He sealed the deal with a kiss, slanting his hungry mouthover her and urging her lips apart for him.Immediately, he filledher mouth with his unique flavor, something dark, spiced withCajun coffee, whiskey, and mystery.She��d know the addictivetaste of Jack anywhere.She also tasted just a hint of her ownjuices.But the gentle note of his kiss was new, infused with notjust desire, but hope and promise.Morgan melted.Deke wasn��t content to be idle, though.He pressed his hotmouth to the sensitive curve between her neck and shoulder,skimming his fingers up her body, from hip to navel, up again toswirl around her taut nipple begging for attention.His thumb brushed across it once.Just once.She gaspedinto Jack��s mouth.Then she moaned when her sexy Cajun hottiepinched its mate.The two of them together were going to be purecombustion.A rush of hot desire blasted her, and her knees damn nearturned liquid as Jack pressed kisses down her jaw, her shoulder,working his way straight to the nipple he still gripped between histhumb and forefinger.Deke apparently took that as a sign because he curled hugepalms around her cheeks and lifted her face to his, eyes burning.All traces of the teasing big guy who called her ��doll�� had beenreplaced by one hard, hungry man.A fresh bolt of lust crashed inher belly.That need resonated in his moan as he took her mouth andpushed his way inside.Deft, seductive, his clever tongue dancedaround hers, flirting, tasting, then backing away [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
