Dark Memories (The Phantom Diaries, #2) by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online Page B

you, Annette,” he said between kisses. “How I longed to have you back.”
    He stopped suddenly and held my gaze, his eyes solemn and filled with remorse. “I’ll never let anything happen to you, my love.” His lips traveled down my neck as he began to unbutton my shirt.
    My breath caught high in my throat and my eyes widened with surprise at the shock of sensation as his lips brushed over the swell of my breasts.   He pulled my shirt off and brought his strong hands to the small of my back, pushing me to arch my chest up to him.   Burying his face between my breasts, he sighed and uttered my name repeatedly.
    I tried to remain on my feet, but the exhaustion and overwhelming sensations made it virtually impossible to remain upright. If we could lie down, I’d feel better. I’d regain control of my failing limbs. But he kept a strong hold of me as he worked to rid me of my jeans.
    Every moment left me dizzier and every sensation from his hands more confused. My hands went to his jeans and pried them down.   He chuckled and kicked free of his boots before leaving his pants in a pile on the floor. With one quick motion, he pulled his shirt over his head and flung it across the room, revealing his broad muscular chest that tapered down to a strong washboard stomach. He was breathtakingly beautiful.
    “I’ve waited for this moment, my sweet. To take you in my arms. To take you completely.”   His fingers traced over the lace of my bra and my skin responded instantly.
    My lips parted and my eyes hooded with hunger.
    He pushed me back onto the bed, rolling with me until he had me straddling him.
    “ Tu est magnifique .” I heard myself say as my hands played over every muscle of his chest.
    In the heat of his passion, he ignored the words that weren’t mine and simply smiled as he wrapped his hands around my waist and pressed me closer to him.
    I wanted to scream, but my voice was choked. I wanted to run, but my limbs no longer responded to my command. I wanted to slap Eric out of his lustful haze, but my hands simply roamed over his chest bringing forth additional hunger and longing.  
    Battling for control, I became lightheaded and the room darkened until I was enshrouded with unbearable gloom.
    Dizzy, spent and exhausted, I collapsed over Eric.
     

 
    Chapter 6
     
    The moment I opened my eyes I knew Kristine was back in control. I had known it moments before I’d collapsed on Eric and was thankful for the complete black out. At least it had stopped Eric from giving his affections to Kristine.
    “Good morning.” Eric walked up to the bed and sat beside me. After setting a cup of coffee on the night table, he brushed the hair off my face. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever rise.”
    “What time is it?”
    “Late enough that you're going to have to rush to make your return to the stage. But not enough that you can’t have coffee and a proper breakfast.”
    “Why didn’t you wake me earlier?”   Kristine almost brought a frosty edge to my voice, but was quick to warm it up.
    Eric brought his fingers to my forehead.   “You were beyond exhausted. I even feared you might be ill.” His fingers pressed tenderly against my temple. “You're warm.”
    “Only because you're here, love.”   Kristine sat me up. I could feel the energy it took for her to hold all her vibrant sensuality still. But she managed it too well.   She turned away from him and by God if I didn’t feel my cheeks heat up with a blush.
    “You gave me quite a fright.”   He gently kissed me and handed me my coffee. “You went out without warning.”
    “Oh, Eric. I’m so sorry.” Kristine took a sip of coffee, but I felt her tongue swirl around the unsweetened java. “I hope you don’t think I was toying with your desire.”
    “Don’t worry. I know how dreadful these past days have been. It’s perfectly understandable. Now come.” He led her into the kitchen.
    Eric had prepared a veritable feast and Kristine was