Destiny Blaine Behind the Game (pdf)

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and she let out a sigh of relief. You re here. I can
already feel you.
He opened the door wide and with a quick yank,
grabbed a firm hold on her forearm and pulled her
inside. You little liar. You just heard the lock give
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and knew I was the only one charming enough to
convince housekeeping to let me in.
* * * *
You could ve met me downstairs or called me at
the airport or&
Shut up, he said, stealing away with the first
kiss. His hands went to work at the speed of light. He
unzipped her jeans, tore away the snap and pushed
her pants down to her ankles in one sleek move.
She practically tripped out of her panties while
he uncurled her fingers from the luggage she held,
ensuring she didn t head to bed wit her suitcase. He
kicked off his loafers, stripped his shirt away from his
intoxicating body and wasted little time making sure
they were both naked in record time.
The evidence of unspent passion demanded
attention. After everything, she d weighed out in her
mind the good, the bad, the sinfully delicious, and
yes the love she couldn t wait to start her life with
Tanner.
Backing up to the bad, her knees met the
mattress and she motioned for him with a crooked
finger. Come here.
Shaking his head, he grunted. Not a chance.
After you left me standing at the airport, I plan to
wear your ass out, in more ways than one.
You ll have to catch me first! Playfully, she
swung a pillow in his direction and Crawled up the
bed. He caught her without much effort.
His grunt was carnal, explicit. His growl more
animalistic than dominant and the hand he raised
prompted recognition.
Tanner meant every word he said. He planned to
spank her and she arched her back anticipating the
first strike.
Before his hand came down across her bottom, he
smoothed his palm over her ass. I should fuck you
first just to settle down my growing problem. It
would take the ache away.
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I doubt it, but I d love to find out. She flipped
over and stared up at him.
He brushed a curl away from her brow. Marry
me.
She opened her mouth but nothing came out. She
was too afraid to form words and almost scared of
what she might say. She might try to talk him out of
it and she certainly didn t want to do that.
He kissed her, dropping a real good smooch right
on her parted lips. He framed her face and acted like
he had all day and all night to convince her.
When their lips separated, he said, You ll never
be bored with me, Ally. I ll make it worth your
trouble. Every day of your life I ll make up for the
hours you spent loving enough for both of us. His
hand propelled across her belly, the once perfectly
taut stomach now somewhat spoiled by his seed but
the two daughters they created made it well worth
the imperfection of slightly flawed skin. Only a tiny
stretch mark served as a reminder of any children
born.
She d waited a lifetime to hear him propose
never fully expecting to hear permanent words of
endearment. Now, she wasn t entirely sure what she
wanted to do about them.
Come on, Ally. Say yes. He wanted an answer.
Since she didn t have one, she slid her hand down to
his cock, realizing if she provoked him to distraction,
she d have time to analyze her marriage to a
criminal. Up and down, she pulled at him until his
desire left nothing to the imagination and nothing to
mere chance.
* * * *
Tanner gritted his teeth and stilled his focus
against tight little nipples beaded to perfection. She
wasn t going to answer so he would paddle her little
ass until she knew what it felt like to be so sexually
aroused that the need factor truly outweighed the
want factor. He dipped his hand under her pussy and
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applied pressure to the small of her back, turning her
over.
Stretched out over his bended knees, her full
breasts mashed against his bare skin. He opened his
palm and flattened his hand on her round behind. He
snapped his wrist, almost popped it really, and
delivered the first of several slaps across her rear.
She moaned and the oohs and ahs guaranteed he
wouldn t hear a formal complaint.
The fact that she didn t whine or whimper only
drove his desire. His hand raked over her ass and he [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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