One Step Closer (Erotic Romance) Book 1 (The DeLuca Brothers) by Lucinda DuBois Read Free Book Online Page A

some alone
time, maybe with a glass of wine and the toy she kept in the bottom drawer of
her nightstand. After the events of her last two days, she needed some stress
relief.
    She was tidying up
the living room when someone knocked on the door. Her first thought was that
Tommy had forgotten his key, but a glance at the clock told her that she still
had at least a half hour before he'd be home. She sighed as she crossed to the
door. She wasn't fond of people who went door-to-door, but she understood the
need to make a living. She always tried to be polite.
    “How can I...” the
words died in her mouth as she saw who was standing on the other side of the
doorway.
    Frank didn't say a
word, didn't even offer a greeting. The expression on his face was as familiar
to Sofia as her own reflection. She had only the briefest of moments to
register it though before Frank's hands were cupping her face and he was
kissing her, his lips hard and demanding against hers. Her mouth opened in a
gasp and Frank slipped his tongue between her parted lips. He tasted the same,
a faint hint of beer and the spearmint gum he always chewed. Her body reacted
automatically to the familiarity and she moaned, her stomach tightening. The
sound seemed to spur Frank forward and his hands slid down her neck to her
arms.
    Sofia was only dimly
aware that she and Frank were moving backwards into the living room. She heard
the door close and thought for a moment of how Tommy would be home soon. Then
Frank's hands were under her shirt, palms skimming over her bare skin, setting
it on fire, and the only thing she could think about was him.
    Frank shoved a hand
down the front of Sofia's pants, easily moving under her panties as well. She
caught his bottom lip between her teeth, biting down as his fingers delved
between her folds. She was relatively dry and the friction was rough, but it
was exactly what she wanted, what she needed. Her clit throbbed as he stroked
it and she shivered as the first waves of pleasure washed over her. His kisses
were anything but gentle, instead all need and hunger and a primal desire that
Sofia could feel being matched in her own body. In that moment, it seemed as if
she'd never needed or wanted anyone or anything as much as she wanted the man
whose hands were on her.
    The backs of her
legs hit against the edge of the couch and the pair tumbled onto the cushions,
mouths barely pausing in their near-frantic movements. Frank tugged the tie
from Sofia's hair, sending her wet waves spilling free over her shoulders. Her
hands were just as busy, yanking off Frank's shirt so she could run her hands
over the once familiar planes of his torso. His skin was just as soft as she
remembered, his chest and stomach as firmly muscled. He still gasped when she
ran her fingernails over his small, flat nipples, and she felt his hard length
press against her hip. Her pussy throbbed in remembrance.
    As Frank's lips
moved from hers to worship at her jaw, Sofia knew what he wanted and tilted her
head, granting him access to her neck. His mouth moved over her skin, teeth
nipping and tongue soothing the sting. When he reached the collar of her shirt,
he growled in frustration, eliciting a chuckle from Sofia. The laughter quickly
died as Frank tore the worn material in two. Sofia had a split second to be mad
and then his hands and mouth were making their way across her collarbone and
over her cloth-covered breasts. He mouthed at the white cotton of her bra for a
moment before shoving it up over her breasts and attacking the soft flesh with
his mouth and hands. She arched her back, pushing her breasts towards him even
as her hands dropped to his pants.
    He swore as she
cupped him through the denim of his jeans. She gave him a gentle squeeze before
her fingers went to work on the button and zipper. She needed to feel him in
her hand, to know that this was real, that he was real. She didn't bother
trying to remove his pants but took a page from his playbook and just