Inside Out by Rowyn Ashby Read Free Book Online

her face.
    “Please, Shane, I want you to f-fuck me,” she whispered, and Shane’s cock grew even harder at the sound of her soft plea. He bunched up the bottom of her T-shirt, his lips burning a path down her neck and along her breasts.
    She lifted her arms to help him, and he slowly, lovingly, caressed and kissed her ribcage and breasts as he travelled upward, and her long, black hair cascaded around her slender shoulders and onto her breasts, hiding them from his hungry stare. His gaze fell to the tattoo above her breast. A rose, so small and delicate. So feminine.
    Shane’s body trembled as raw emotion coursed through him. He instinctively squeezed her hips to brace himself for it, but it hit him. Hard. He gasped, like when under the sea with her, dying for air. Now he crouched before her, dying to draw the breath from her until she shook, helpless, in his hands.
    Shane ducked to her trembling lips and tasted her again, halting, almost expecting her to change her mind and stop him while his fingers feathered over her arms. She shivered, her eyes liquid amber as she opened her mouth for his kiss that grew deeper. She moaned softly and he pulled her against him, heartbeat against heartbeat, breath against breath.
    Hell, he was jutting up against her and a moment away from taking her. But first he wanted to kiss those sweet lips swollen. Softly. With all the tenderness inside him. Go figure.
    Shane ducked to lick one, taut nipple as his thumb strummed the other, bringing them to full attention. Her soft skin smelled like berries, and when his teeth gently tugged, her moistness pooled over him. God, he had to rein in all his strength to keep from coming, and he wasn’t even inside her yet.
    She lifted her arms above her head again and moaned softly as he took her other nipple, tasting her slowly, deliberately, and his hands traveled up her thighs to where their bodies touched, but had not joined yet. Soon. Soon he would be inside her.
    His searching hands drew her breath from deeply within, and she closed her eyes and shivered. Christ, she took his breath away.
    He watched, slack-jawed with want as she reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. Together, they watched his cock spring up, hard, searching for her hands as if it knew they were there. Shane shivered, too, as her fingers circled him, nowhere near reaching all the way around his width. He was very big, and for a moment he feared she’d back away.
    “Naked,” she pleaded, pulling his jeans down past his hips, her fingernails lightly scraping his thighs. In two quick movements, his clothes disappeared and he pulled her once again on his lap. Easy . He wanted to do this right. Shane didn’t want to treat her like he had all the other women. His gut told him she deserved better.
    Her feet softly brushed on the carpeting as she lifted herself above him to unfold her legs so that they were parallel with his, but his cock jutted forward in protestation to the few seconds they were apart.
    His fingers enjoyed the silky feel of her skin and the tendons behind her toned knees. Her female scent pierced through under her perfume, not floral or anything he was accustomed to. She smelled wonderful, like woman in a bed. Exactly where he wanted her.
    She kissed him more urgently now, her teeth nipping at his lower lip as her hands gently squeezed his cock, her thumb caressing the head. Shane gritted his teeth. Hell, he wanted to come now , under the white scrap of her bikini that was damp with her juices. Hang on, boy, he ordered his body.
    “Wait,” he blurted and stretched toward his night table, not wanting to leave her for a single moment. When her hands took the condom from his and rolled it onto his cock, he hissed, looking down and pulling her bikini aside to reveal her thick black tuft glistening with moisture. He wanted to take it slow, but his body simply didn’t listen.
    Shane traced the downy covering with the back of his fingers, and she jerked like he’d