Finding Opa! by Latrivia S. Nelson Read Free Book Online Page B

thumb over her face, he was able to admire even closer the perfect shape of her nose, her high cheek bones and her heart-shaped mouth. A small and tempting mole was right above her velvety, plump and pouty lips. Big brown eyes stared up at him, covered by dense black lashes, speaking to him with their eager curiosity. Stacey Lane Bryant was a work of art, fit to be painted, to be written about, to be loved.
     
    His breath washed against her face as he drew closer. He could feel her body shaking, trembling under his very touch. Her eyes danced with excitement, her warm mouth parted, ready for a kiss. How could he disappoint her? How could he disappoint himself?
     
    His mouth met hers with a soft kiss first, tasting the sweetness on her wet and inviting lips. But as his hands moved to the back of her head and tangled into her long dreadlocks, their embrace became more passionate.
     
    Pushing against her firm breasts, he snaked comfortably around her, shielding her body from view with his large frame. The euphoria of being in a woman’s embrace ignited a fire inside of him. He had missed this about life. He had missed what it was like to hold a woman, to enjoy her company, to bask in her beauty.
     
    Fervently, she kissed him back, moaning a little as she fell into him and let her hands run over his concrete chest. Sucking on his bottom lip, she felt her body quake as his delicious tongue mingled with her own.
     
    They kissed for several minutes, forgetting where they were or how long they had been there. It was as if they were making love as sensual sensations filled them both to the brim. Having denied themselves this blessed experience for so long, it was hard to stop, and they knew it would be even more impossible to recover.
     
    Finally, as the heat began to rush in places that Hunter knew would be inappropriate for tonight, he pulled away regretfully from her embrace.
     
    Opening her eyes and resting off her tip toes, Stacey looked up at him amazed. No one had ever kissed her like that, or maybe it had been so long until she could not remember anymore what a kiss even felt like. But one thing was for sure, she did not want to ever forget again.
     
    “Tomorrow for sure,” she said, leaning against the door.
     
    “I cannot wait,” he said, licking his lips. “I better go.” He stepped away from her. “Good night.”
     
    Stacey smiled. “Good night, Hunter.”
     
     
     

Chapter Five
     
    After Hunter left the night before, Stacey sat in front of her computer in her purple pajamas with a glass of white wine and typed feverishly for many hours until her eyes would not stay open. The characters had changed in her mind. The conversations. The plot. It all took on new life so much so that she ended up changing the entire premise of the novel.
     
    When she finally awoke the next morning, she was still in front of her computer with her head buried in her hands on her desk. Her neck felt like it had a hundred kinks in it, but she was so grateful for the inspiration until she would not complain.
     
    Dragging herself to the kitchen, she made a pot of hazelnut coffee and went out on the balcony to take in the fresh air. The crisp dawn felt good to her skin. And the sky was blessedly clear, like God was rewarding her for trying again. As the winds blew past her, she closed her eyes and smiled.
     
    She could not believe it. Hunter’s plan was working, at least for her. Passion. Love. Excitement. Things that had long burned out in her mind were now undeniably present. And it had all started with his marvelous kiss.
     
    His full lips flashed through her mind again for the hundredth time. His precious kiss had tasted so sweet, so full of virility. It made her think of what he must be like in bed. He made her think of sex.
     
    Their agreement was still iron-clad as far as she was concerned. However, he made it harder for her to stick by with his strong capable hands that had searched her neck while he kissed her,