Seducing Liselle by Marie E. Blossom Read Free Book Online Page B

him , she thought as she moved her
hips just the slightest bit. The crown of his shaft was lodged right up against
her clit and every time she moved, it felt like fireworks going off in her
pussy.
    “God, Liselle ,
you’re killing me,” he said, crooking his fingers underneath the fabric of her
bra. A nail flicked past her right nipple and she grabbed his arms, wanting
more. He froze, the muscles on his forearms flexing beneath her palms.
    “You like that?” he asked, flicking again.
Her nipple perked up against his finger and she nodded, her face going hot.
    Well, hotter , she thought, not really caring that he could see how aroused he’d
made her. At least I’m not cold anymore.
    “Yeah, okay” he murmured, sliding the bra
down so that her breast popped free. “Gorgeous.” He ran his thumb over her,
playing until her pussy ached.
    She moaned, throwing her head back.
Suddenly, the world spun and when everything settled again she was on her back
with John crouched over her. Whoa. He was seriously strong. His hands went back
to her breasts, but she tugged at his shirt.
    “Off.” She slid her hands under the soft
fabric, reveling in the hard lines of his abdomen. “Please.”
    He smiled and grabbed the neck of his
shirt and pulled it off in one swift motion. Liselle licked her lips and stared. He looked as strong as he felt, though she winced
when she saw the scars that twisted up and over his right shoulder. She touched
the one that started on his bicep gently.
    “Does it hurt?”
    He shrugged, rolling his shoulder under
her palm. “Sometimes the joint bothers me. I have nerve damage on the skin and
inside, so parts of it are numb. But I can’t complain, not really. I didn’t
lose my arm. And I’m alive.” a shadow passed over his face so fast she wasn’t
sure she really saw it or if she was imagining things.
    “Don’t worry about me,” he said, when she
bit her lip. “I’m okay.” He kissed her fingers.
    Liselle smiled at him and let her hands roam over his skin again, enjoying
the heat he exuded. She traced all of his scars, then moved down to his stomach, smiling when he squirmed.
    “Ticklish?” she asked.
    He laughed and she moved her hand down. He
inhaled sharply when her wrist bumped his erection. It tented the front of his sweats.
    That must be uncomfortable , she thought as she froze, looking up at his face. He watched her,
visibly restraining himself. She could tell he wanted to touch her, but was
letting her have her way with him first, maybe to reassure her? She didn’t understand
him. Liselle lifted her hands away, suddenly having
second thoughts. What was she doing? She’d just met this man and sweet as he
was, he was still stronger than her. And men can be unpredictable when you
let your guard down , she thought.
    “Oh no, don’t get shy now. I like your
hands all over me,” he murmured, reaching down and capturing her right arm. He
drew her up, deliberately placing her palm on his cock. She gasped as he sucked
in a breath, erection leaping into her fingers. She let herself touch him,
running her hand up and down his length through his sweats. He trembled,
looking suddenly vulnerable, and that was so surprising that she pushed her
misgivings down.
    This man won’t hurt me , she told herself, desperately wanting it to be true. She remembered
how protective he’d been with Beth. She curved her fingers around him.
    He touched her hand then used it to jack
himself. It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen even with the fabric in the
way: their fingers tangled together, his dick surging up between.
    “God, Liselle .”
His breathing was ragged.
    “Off,” she said again, this time tugging
at his sweats before she could have second thoughts.
    He looked at her, eyes dark with arousal,
then slid a hand under his pants, shoving them off in one graceful motion. His
cock jutted out, a deep red and wet at the tip. Damn, he was huge. Liselle didn’t think she’d ever seen a man so