Guardian of My Soul by Elizabeth Lapthorne Read Free Book Online Page A

at any instant, he
lowered her to the softness of his clean sheets. Sally stretched her legs out
and spread them for him. Eagerly, he settled himself between her spread thighs,
his whole attention riveted to the captivating witch beneath him with a wicked
grin.
    “Do you know how many nights I have dreamed of this?” he
asked huskily, lust, love and desire thickening his tone and deepening it
noticeably. Sally gazed at him with pale blue eyes, the moonlight turning them
a molten silver. To Kyle it looked almost as if she had captured silver/blue
lightning within her gaze, electric and filled with potent power.
    “Every night,” Sally returned with a soft smile. “I can know
this because it’s been the same for me.”
    “What took us so long?” Kyle asked rhetorically as he slid
her silky boxers down over her coltish, long legs. He didn’t mean for Sally to
answer him, for he understood very well the complexity of their friendship. As
usual, she took him by surprised and answered with sober sincerity.
    “I couldn’t bear to lose your friendship after everything we’ve
been through,” she responded seriously. Kyle finished removing her large, soft
sleep shirt and stared at the slender perfection of her body. Her breasts were
a perfect handful, her torso slim but firm, as ass a sweetly rounded, pertly
feminine icing on the cake.
    “You will never lose me,” Kyle insisted huskily. “I will
always follow you, even when we are old, gray and decrepit. When we’re a
hundred and ten and going out for the morning paper and you go on one of your
mad sprees, saving some abducted idiot child or defending a homeless street
beggar against a band of thieves I will always be by your side to guard your
back and help you in whatever mad plan you have concocted.”
    Sally laughed, a light, joyous sound he never grew tired of.
For years after her descent into the darker arts she had not cracked a smile,
let alone laughed genuinely. Kyle had missed the sound as much as he would have
missed having oxygen to breathe. He had never again taken her joy for granted
since those days.
    “You will never let me live down being caught unaware by
that hustler in our youth, will you?” she teased him impishly.
    Kyle grinned. In their first year of training together Sally
had snuck out for a coffee and been taken by surprise and nearly assaulted by a
desperate beggar. Kyle, who had needed a fresh packet of cigarettes and
followed by chance had helped contain the man without causing him harm. It had
become a long standing joke between them ever since.
    Spreading Sally’s legs widely Kyle lowered himself between
her. The heat radiating out from her pussy, the enticing scent of her desire
and the clear arousal she didn’t hide from him all conspired to build up his
own erotic torment. Dipping his head he licked his tongue out along the seam of
her pussy, her lips moist, her flesh plump and delicately tinged red with her
passion.
    She tasted like the most intoxicating, addictive ambrosia he
had ever experienced.
    “I’ve loved you since all the way back then,” he replied
honestly, pleased to see the surprise light in her gaze as his words rocked her
to her core. “I know everything there is to know about you, Sal, and I couldn’t
love you more even if you cast a spell upon me. I’ll follow you into death and
through to the other side. I trust no one as I do you and if I can’t have you
by my side and guarding my back, then I’ll follow wherever you lead.”
    “Kyle,” she murmured softly in response. Her hands reached
out and threaded gently through his hair. Kyle mumbled, enjoying the feel of
her touch on him. Her fingers were gentle, delicate, but the strength and power
inherent in her whole body thrilled him. She might look broken, brittle or as
if a strong wind would knock her down, but Kyle knew better. She was as tough
as cast steel and ten times as durable.
    “You deserve someone whole,” she replied softly. Kyle could
hear