A Tangled Web (A Books We Love Erotic Romance)

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Book: A Tangled Web (A Books We Love Erotic Romance) by Summer Jordan Read Free Book Online
Authors: Summer Jordan
okay. I'll see you early in the morning then. Night, Mom. I'll set my alarm for 4:30. You can make me French toast if you want. Or if you'd rather sleep in…"
    "I wouldn't let you leave without seeing you off. Want me to tuck you in?"
    "No need. Love you." He pounded up the stairs.
    "You can tuck me in. Leave the alarm system turned off and the door to the solarium unlocked. I'll lock it and push in the code when I leave."
    Erin hadn't felt Joseph's hot penis inside her since their divorce but she harboured memories of how great he was at fucking. Excitement fired her nerve endings as she got ready for him. He liked the lights low so he could see her and he loved it when she wore a see-through gown although he seldom left it on her for long. She sprayed a pale green negligee with Estee Lauder's White Linen cologne before donning it. After brushing her hair, she bent over and back again quickly to fluff it, and she was ready.
    She was hiding in the shadows downstairs when Joseph opened the door just far enough to slip through and locked it behind him. Hurrying upstairs and back to the bedroom, she waited.
    A man who got down to business, but neatly, he took off his suit as soon as he joined her and folded it over her boudoir chair. She'd replaced most of the furniture in the house after he'd gone, and everything in the bedroom was new. He didn't say anything but he never missed details, and she was certain he noticed that the 'look' now was completely feminine. A 'look' Mitch apparently didn't like, and she didn't suppose Joseph was fond of it either, but she didn't care.
    Joseph was a tall man with a physique like a male model's. His chest was smooth with only a tuft of hair in the middle between his nipples. Slim waist, narrow hips and an adequate penis—not extraordinary but he used it extremely well. She'd always enjoyed looking at his body. She'd loved him but found that he lacked warmth and compassion. Passionate, but not deep emotionally, he failed to fill the hunger inside her. But he always satisfied her sexual needs, and she was ready for him now.
    When Joseph was naked, he slid into bed beside her. "I've dreamed of this moment," he said. She was facing the other way and he drew her close, fitting their bodies together like two spoons, his rigid cock impaled between her legs. He breathed on her neck and she shuddered. He circled her with his arms and wrapped his hands around her breasts, fondling them. "You feel just as wonderful as I remember," Joseph said softly.
    She squeezed his hard rod with her thighs and her heart pounded with excitement. He rubbed her nipples between his fingers and kissed the back of her neck, which always made her shiver. Raising his head, he blew in her ear and then swirled his tongue there. She reached down and touched the head of his male member. His breath came faster and she could feel his heart pounding against her spinal cord.
    "Are you wearing your diaphragm?" he asked, his face against hers.
    She nodded and rubbed his cock with her finger, finding the tiny opening in the end that was, as she'd expected, moist.
    Suddenly, he rose to his knees to cross over her and hold her next to his heated body. Erin was hot for him and when he positioned his penis next to her welcoming vulva, she pushed forward onto it, and he uttered a grateful oath. They lay that way for mere seconds before he rolled her onto her back and knelt over her, sinking his cock deep into her pussy. "Oh, God, sweetheart. We are so good together."
    In bed . But she didn't say that or anything else aloud. And as he began the slow, torturous pushing and withdrawing he did to drive her crazy, instead of exhilarating in the ecstasy the way she once had, she found herself wishing he'd hurry. She used to love the way he switched into slow motion with her anticipating every plunge, and sliding out far enough to tantalise her quivering clit, but now…
    "Loving it, darling?" he whispered, and without waiting for her to answer,

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