Two Sides to Every Story (Love Spectrum Romance) by Dyanne Davis Read Free Book Online

there was nothing short of an earthquake that would stop her from making love with the man staring at her. And even an earthquake might not be enough.
    His heated gaze swept over her, then landed on her waist and stayed for a moment before reconnecting with her eyes. She kicked her shoes off, not breaking contact, and lifted her hips, allowing him to pull away first her jeans, then her horrible panties.
    He paused and she wished he’d hurry that part. Her panties were the worst thing for a seduction, not even silk, but cotton, courtesy of her mother of course.
    Angela’s eyes closed and she felt the cotton sliding from her hips, felt his fingers brushing her skin and heating the parts that he touched. She didn’t think she could get any hotter, but she did.
    She felt his lips kiss her belly. The coarse fabric of his jeans scratched her and she opened her eyes again. Their gazes locked as she sat up and unfastened his jeans and slid them down his hips, stopping every inch of so to caress his perfection.
    Never in her life had she known a man who possessed a body that one could only dream of. He lay for a moment beside her and allowed her to pull the pants, then his briefs, from his muscular frame.
    She sucked in her breath, felt a moment’s hesitation and again looked at him, at his beautiful eyes, and she saw his own uncertainty. Suddenly his indecision dispelled hers.
    She touched her finger lightly to his abdomen, ran it down his middle and found his center and circled him, his flesh in her hand hot and quivering. She looked once more into his eyes. All signs of hesitation had vanished.
    For one moment Raphael wavered. He’d seen the hesitation in her eyes, and he’d halted in his exploration of her body while some semblance of common sense returned.
    He wondered what the hell would be the price for making love to her. Would she scream rape? Then she touched him and he no longer cared. The only thought he had was to bury himself deep inside her. At the moment it didn’t matter that she hated him.
    Raphael’s gaze was snagged by the iced topaz turning to fire. He plumbed their depths and saw the source of the heat. He shivered inwardly, thinking he’d taken a tiny peek into her soul. Her soul was pure fire, not ice. He wasted no time with amenities. He needed her now and as he slid the condom over his hardened flesh, his eyes remained glued on her face for any sign that she was changing her mind. He prayed to God that she wouldn’t.
    Raphael entered her. A supreme feeling of belonging overcame every objection about the right or wrong of his actions. Before he could stop himself, he fell onto her, crushing her to him. Hearing her gasp of pleasure, his moan combined with hers and they shook simultaneously. She might lie later, but for now he knew their joining was as spiritual for her as it was for him.
    With a certainty he knew Angela Reed was the one his godmother, his madrina had spoken of. His flesh melded into hers and they became one. He heard the sounds she made in her throat, and saw the look of surprise before she closed her eyes. Her legs came around his waist and he knew what she wanted, to bring him closer. He was feeling the same. As close as they were he wanted more.
    Raphael wanted all of her. His arms went around her back and he lifted her from the pillows. Her eyes opened and the look she gave him freed his heart. One by one the barriers that had protected him came tumbling down and in their place a tremendous fear was born.
    He smelled and sensed danger for the third time now while in this woman’s presence. And now it had a name. This woman had laid claim to his very soul. The truth of that was frightening. A woman who hated him was taking something from him that he’d never meant to give, his soul. And Raphael was unable to pull away.
    He wondered briefly if she’d hexed him. When he heard her moan and saw the fear in her eyes, he knew she was wondering the same thing about him. He kissed her