Shaken (Colorado Bold Book 1) by Maggie McCullough Read Free Book Online Page B

semi-erect, his cock was impressive. She couldn’t suppress a giggle when it twitched under her prurient gaze. A quick glance at Evan’s stern expression made her look downward. He twitched again. She struggled not to smile.
    “Take my shirt off,” Evan ordered.
    One quick flick of her fingers released the top button and then the others. Soon his shirt hung open and revealed a firm chest and abdomen. Evan had just enough hair to be interesting and led down to his quickly recovering groin.
    “Oh my.” She looked back up. “Already?”
    He chuckled. “That was just round one, baby. I haven’t even fucked you yet.”
    His frank speech embarrassed Anne. “I need to freshen up a bit first.”
    Her knees wobbled as she made her way to his bathroom. A new toothbrush lay on the counter for her. She used the facilities and brushed her teeth, not quite recognizing her own reflection in the mirror. The flushed face, tousled hair, and swollen lips couldn’t belong to her, could they? Other men in her life hadn’t left her looking like that. And Evan hadn’t even fucked her tonight, at least not yet. She was so in over her head with him.
    Taking a deep breath, she walked out of the bathroom. Evan was sitting on the edge of an armless chair near the fireplace. He was naked, gloriously naked. Wide shoulders, chiseled chest and abdomen, lean hips and legs, and oh, what stood between them. Anne gawked at his nudity, his masculine perfection.
    “Come here, baby.” He patted his lap. “Sit here facing me.”
    She did as he commanded and straddled him, loving the naughty sensation of her silk stockings against his strong legs. For a split second, as the cool air teased her exposed bottom, she longed for her discarded panties. Feeling a bit self-conscious at his intense perusal, she lowered her gaze.
    He did not remove her strapless bra. He left her breasts uncovered, supported and uplifted by the lacey cups, laid out.
    “God, baby, you are beautiful.” His voice was a hoarse growl. “I’m going to fucking love watching you come apart for me.”
    A tremor of sexual anticipation coursed through her body. She had never been with a man who talked so much during sex. Having him describe what he planned to do was as effective as the action itself. Her nipples puckered, her toes curled, and an ache started deep inside. And he hadn’t even laid a hand—or mouth—on her. Her gaze darted to his. His eyes were smoldering with a suppressed passion that made her shiver once more.
    “I’m going to start with these rosy little nipples just begging for attention.”
    Evan tweaked both of Anne’s nipples while she watched. Surprisingly, the sight of his tanned fingers against her pale breast aroused her as much as his touch. She whimpered as an intense bolt of heat seared through her. She grabbed his shoulders and leaned on him for support.
    “I can’t believe how you make me feel.” Her breath was coming in quick, erratic pants. “I don’t know if I can take much more of this.”
    “Yes, you can, babe.” He leaned forward and nibbled her ear. “You’ve only had men interested in their own needs.” His hot breath sent shivers clear to her toes. “I promise you as much pleasure as you can handle.”
    She reached to stroke his burgeoning member.
    “No, you don’t, baby.” He took her hand away. “Lean back with your hands on my knees.” He pulled her hips forward so her pussy lay against the underside of his cock. She bucked upwards, her clit trying to make contact with his heated rigidity.
    “Oh my God,” she moaned. “You turn me on.”
    “Don’t think, baby. Just relax and concentrate on how I make you feel.”
    He held her, hands on her ribs, arching her breasts toward him. Evan took one rock hard, tingling nipple to his mouth, laved the straining tip with a circular motion, and sucked it deep into his mouth. Anne uttered a visceral groan as currents of lust rippled through her. Evan switched to the other