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I've chosen a snippet from my new release, Bases Loaded - Mustangs Baseball #3. Enjoy!
He's through playing games.
He
pulled her close, and when she opened her mouth, probably to spout out some
more nonsense, he covered it with his. Blood rushed south, making him painfully
aroused. Kissing had never been like this before—exciting and promising. In fact, he rarely kissed the
women he bedded, but he could kiss Clare all day long and never get enough of
her taste. That was a conundrum he would have to sort out later. His first
order of business was getting her skirt off.
It
took some groping, but he found the zipper. More fancy handwork and the
fastener slid down, allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. He broke the kiss
and stepped back to get a better look at what he had unwrapped.
He
gripped her waist and lifted her to sit on the desk. “I need you so damned
bad.” He stepped between her splayed legs, forcing them farther apart. “Tell me
this is what you want, too, Clare. Tell me you want me.”
She
reached between them and wrapped her hand around his throbbing dick. Dear
God. He was going to die, right here, right now. He sucked in a harsh
breath and tightened every muscle in his body in an effort to keep from shoving
her back and slamming into her, or at the very least from collapsing at her
feet.
“I
want you, Antonio.”
He
slid her ass, desk blotter and all, to the edge of the desk. “Guide me in.”
Their
heads bumped as they both bent to watch his cock slide in. His heart skipped a
beat. Heaven. He had died and gone to Heaven. Nothing on Earth could feel so
good, and Christ Almighty, nothing could be more beautiful than this woman. His
dick slowly disappeared inside her. She gave a little gasp when his pubic bone
met her clit.
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