The Touch (13 page)

“Great,” he said. “Now you need to
sleep.”

She felt a yawn coming on and she covered her
mouth with her hand. “Yes.”

“Good night, babe.”

“Good night.”

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Jaymie Holland

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With what sounded like a growl, Adan slipped
his hand into her curls and drew her closer. He ran his tongue
along her lower lip then gently nipped at it. Kara startled at
first—she’d never had a guy bite her lip before, but she loved
it.

She sighed and moved her hands up to his
shoulders and into his long, thick hair. His tongue slipped into
her mouth and she tasted him, drawing him deeper inside until she
felt as if he possessed all of her in just that one kiss.

Desire burned through Kara from the roots of
her hair to that spot between her thighs that ached for him, that
needed this man she didn’t even know. Somewhere in the back of her
mind she realized she truly knew absolutely nothing about him, yet
she wanted him so bad she could taste it. What would it be like to
feel him naked against her, to feel him thrust deep inside her? She
could feel him hard against her belly, and she wondered how he
might taste if she sucked his cock.

Maybe she
would
go to bed with him.
Right now.

Adan moved his hands from her shoulders,
slowly caressing her arms until he reached her hips. He drew her
body flush with his and kneaded her butt. Her silky skirt rose up
higher and higher until his hands were on her panties.

Adan stilled as he felt bare flesh beneath
his hands. He drew back from the kiss and stared down at Kara. She
smiled and twirled her finger in a lock of his hair. “I liked
that.”

“Mmmm.” His smile was more than carnal. “I
want to taste you.”

Heat flared through her at the thought, but
still she said, “It’s too soon for that.”

Adan slid his hands to her waist and Kara
gasped as he effortlessly picked her up and set her on the
countertop. The granite was cool against her ass and her panties
pulled tight against her clit. Her skirt rode high on her
thighs.

“I will not force you, love, but I believe
you want me as much as I want you.” He moved between her thighs and
kissed her, then brought his hands to her breasts and groaned
against her mouth. “You can tell me to leave and I will.”

Leave?
The mere thought made her want
to scream,
No…no!

To hell with getting to know him better. Kara
wanted this man. What better way to get to know him anyway? She
braced her hands on the countertop and arched her back so that her
breasts pressed against his palms. He gave a low rumble and moved
his mouth down her neck to the silky blouse she wore.

Through the fabric he pinched and pulled at
her nipples, then found one with his mouth and tongue and she all
but mewled with pleasure. She watched him as he suckled first one
breast and then the other—no way did she want him to stop.

His eyes met hers as he pushed up her blouse
and then fingered the lace of her bra. “May I?” he asked, and at
that moment Kara knew she would do about anything for his mouth on
her nipples, his hand in her panties.

“Yeah.” Her voice was husky and she looked at
him through lowered lashes. “Suck them.”

Adan’s eyes lit with dark fire as he pulled
down her bra, causing her breasts to spill into his hands. He
pressed his hips harder against her, spreading her legs further
apart as he licked and sucked one nipple then the next.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” She
arched up higher.
And I don’t want it to end.
She knew she
was out of her head, but right now she just didn’t care. He was
good with his mouth and his hands.

She couldn’t stop moaning and making sighs
and gasps of pleasure as he kneaded her breasts while he suckled
them. He rose up and cool air brushed her nipples, making them even
tighter.

Placing his hot palms on her thighs, he
stared at her as he slowly moved them up to where her skirt barely
covered her mound. “I’ve tasted your sweet lips and nipples,” he
murmured. “I want to sample the rest of you.”

Hell yes.
Kara trembled at the
thought. This was crazy—he was a complete stranger, and a
futuristic one at that!

“I only want what you want, Kara.” He slowly
stroked the inside of her thigh down to her knee and back. “I will
leave if you wish it.”

“Don’t go,” she said before she could change
her mind.

Adan smiled. He knew he shouldn’t be here
with an Earth woman from the past, but he needed to touch her, to
feel her, to taste her. All he’d been able to do was think about
her since last night.

Her delicious scent filled his senses as he
pushed her skirt all the way up, exposing a tiny scrap of cloth
covering her. He peeled it aside and she helped him by raising her
ass. He slipped it down over her thighs and over her high
heels.

For a moment he braced his hands to either
side of her hips and stared down at the beautiful woman before him.
Her green eyes were wide and expressive and her full lips parted.
Her blouse rode high over her pale breasts, her belly bare, her
skirt around her waist, her thighs spread, and she was wide open to
him.

Adan pulled her so that her ass was at the
edge of the countertop. He watched her as he knelt between her
thighs and lowered his head.

“Did you know you smell of peaches and
springtime?” he asked as he lightly stroked the dark blond curls of
her mound. “It has been a long time since I’ve seen the spring or
smelled its sweet perfume.”

Kara swallowed. Her folds tingled and
throbbed as he spoke and stroked her with his skillful fingers.
“Why haven’t you seen the spring? Have you been in prison or
something?”

He brought his finger along the inside of her
thigh. “The world in which we live, it is an ice world. There is no
spring, no summer, no fall. Only winter.”

She squirmed. “Winter is my favorite time of
year—at least when I go skiing and sledding up north.”

“Then you would enjoy my world.” He lowered
his head and the stubble on his cheek brushed the inside of her
thigh. “And I would love to have you there. To warm my bed. I would
fuck you morning and night.”

Kara couldn’t help the tremors of desire that
ran through her at the image of being this man’s sex kitten. It
wasn’t her style, but the image of him taking her every way ’til
Sunday made her hot beyond belief. “Stop talking and get down to
business before I lose my mind.”

He gave a soft laugh then licked her in one
long swipe of his tongue. Kara almost screamed—something she never
did. She wasn’t a screamer, and never would be. But she’d never
been so hot for a man in all her years, and had never experienced
anything as erotic as this moment. He slipped a finger then two
into her channel and she watched the big man lick and suck her
while sliding his fingers in and out.

“You’re good.” She pressed herself tighter
against his face. “So frigging good.”

Like a big bear, Adan rumbled and continued
to devour her. His stubble chafed her and the inside of her thighs,
adding to the exquisite sensations. Her breathing grew deeper and
her skin glistened with sweat as he drew her closer and closer to
the brink. The climax built within her, expanding outward, bigger
and bigger and bigger until it exploded.

Kara gave a soft cry as she climaxed with the
most amazing orgasm of her life. Her body shuddered and wouldn’t
stop, and she swore she saw spots before her eyes. Adan gripped her
hips in his hands and only pressed his face deeper into her,
licking her long and hard, driving her from one powerful orgasm to
another, making her body shudder with the power of the sensations.
He kept going until she’d had too many orgasms to count, until she
begged him to stop.

When he finally rose up to stand between her
thighs, he gathered her into his arms and held her so close to him
she could hear his rapid heartbeat. She was still sitting on the
countertop, his firm cock tight against her. She could feel it
through the material and she couldn’t wait to have that cock
driving in and out of her.

“Damn.” Kara tilted her head to look up at
Adan. “All I can say is damn that was great
.
”

“You taste delicious.” Adan lowered his face
to hers and she caught her scent mingled with his masculine smell
of winter breezes and testosterone, and he kissed her.

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Jaymie Holland is the romantic erotica
alter-ego of
New York Times
and
USA Today
bestselling
author Cheyenne McCray. Jaymie’s work should always be handled with
oven mitts!

Cheyenne’s books have received multiple
awards and nominations, including

*
RT Book Reviews
magazine’s Reviewer’s
Choice awards for Best Erotic Romance of the year and Best
Paranormal Action Adventure of the year

*Three “RT Book Reviews” nominations,
including Best Erotic Romance, Best Romantic Suspense, and Best
Paranormal Action Adventure.

*Golden Quill award for Best Erotic
Romance

*The Road to Romance’s Reviewer’s Choice
Award

*Gold Star Award from Just Erotic Romance
Reviews

*CAPA award from The Romance Studio

Cheyenne grew up on a ranch in southeastern
Arizona. She has been writing ever since she can remember, back to
her kindergarten days when she penned her first poem. She always
knew one day she would write novels, hoping her readers would get
lost in the worlds she created, just as she experienced when she
read some of her favorite books.

Chey has three sons, two dogs, and is an
Arizona native who loves the desert, the sunshine, and the
beautiful sunsets. Visit Chey's website at
CheyenneMcCray.com
and meet up
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