DesertIslandDelight by Wynter Daniels Read Free Book Online

beautiful shade
of amber in firelight.” He smoothed a stray curl from her cheek and met her
stare.
    “I bet you could teach me a few things.” Her throat twitched
with a swallow as she molded her body to his. She caught her bottom lip between
her teeth and something earthy and powerful arced between them. Sparks of
arousal exploded like mortar shells.
    Her shirt slipped a little off her shoulder and he dropped
his gaze to the hint of that red lacy bra peeking through.
    He helped the fabric aside, revealing more creamy skin. Need
coiled tightly inside him. “Before you put your clothes back on you were
killing me in your underwear you know.” His erection pressed firmly to her
thigh.
    She lifted a blonde eyebrow and moved against his hard-on
again. Damn. She was doing it on purpose. “You’ve been driving me wild all day,
working in nothing but your shorts. How do you think I felt?”
    “I’d like to explore that question.” He reached for a lock
of her hair, toyed with the springy curl before releasing it.
    She looked at him with eyes so smoky and full of desire he
couldn’t wait another instant to kiss her. He combed his fingers through her
hair and brushed his lips across hers. She tasted like coconut and lust. He
tried to ease her shoulders down to the ground but she wouldn’t have it.
    She broke the kiss and grinned wryly. “Still trying to
control things, huh?”
    Chuckling, he shrugged. “I thought you’d learned your
lesson.”
    She narrowed her eyes for a moment then shoved his chest
back. She straddled his hips and fixed him with a wickedly sinful smile.
“You’re my prisoner now and there’s no one around to help you.”
    He stroked up and down along her arms. “As if I’d ever want
help. I think I can handle anything you can dish out.”
    “Oh yeah?” Hiking up her skirt, she slid over his length,
inciting a riot in his pants. He held her by the waist but didn’t hinder her
back-and-forth movement.
    She pulled her lower lip into her mouth, chewing on the
corner. He reached up and threaded his fingers through her hair. Meeting her
halfway, he kissed her, tasted the desire on her tongue.
    Damn, the woman knew every flavor of sexy. How could he have
guessed that beneath her laminated exterior, lived a wonderfully wild tiger?
    She broke away and crawled her French-tipped fingernails
down his chest and stomach to the waistband of his shorts. Then she leaned down
to press a moist kiss on his neck.
    He shivered at the delicious sensations. She raked her teeth
over his left nipple—hard enough to hurt—and he liked it. A lot.
    She lifted her head enough to meet his stare. “That’s just a
sample.” Her voice had turned husky and dark.
    “I can’t wait for the entire package.” Something about the
way she touched him made him sure she’d be a tigress in bed.
     
    Chase pulled Diana to him for another kiss. He rolled his
tongue around hers, delved into her mouth as if he’d found a pirate’s lost
treasure. Then his hand was on her breast, kneading and exploring her. He practically
ripped off her shirt then tore at the lacy cups of her bra.
    A moan slipped from her throat as pleasure surged through
her body. Chase pinched her taut nipple, pulled on it to the point that it
ached exquisitely. He broke from her lips and kissed his way to her other
breast.
    She arched her back, moved toward him to silently assure him
she was enjoying his touch. He peeled away the fabric of her bra, exposing her
skin to the warm air—and to his talented mouth.
    He licked and stroked, raked the sensitive peak with his
teeth until she writhed with delight. Moisture slicked her entrance. She
covered his hand with hers and urged him lower. It didn’t take much convincing.
She lifted on her knees a couple inches and he rubbed her mound with the heel
of his hand.
    The intimate contact made her wriggle with torrid need. All
her worries evaporated in the air. Her plaintive whimpers drowned out the cries
of the seagulls.