Destiny Blaine [Menage Amour 151] Love's Unselfish Gift (pdf)

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and my walls collapsed around his hard penis. I was sated but unable
to let him pull away, unsure if we should part ways and abandon each
other when I couldn t wait to show him so much more.
I love you, Suzy. I ve loved you since I first saw you. Now, all
I m asking is that you let yourself love me back, he whispered,
kissing my chest and neck before whispering into my ear with a soft,
heart-wrenching plea. If you can t tell me, then you show me. You
let me know you ll love me when you re ready.
* * * *
I fell asleep after he carried me to bed. A few hours later, I was
wide awake.
Alanzo? I shook him but couldn t awaken him right away.
Alarmed, I tried again, this time with a little more effort. Alanzo?
Get up!
Sitting abruptly, his wide eyes blinked rapidly, proving I put him
in a state of panic. What s wrong?
You weren t breathing. Obviously, he was very much alive. My
lips quivered uncontrollably and I tried to hide my mouth, cupping
my hand under my chin.
He pressed his forehead against mine. Suzy, honey, I m right
here. I m not going anywhere.
I d heard similar words before, and I didn t believe in false
promises. Didn t I already have one deceased husband to prove men
didn t always stick around? Didn t I have a few exes to corroborate
my belief system? Men left whenever they found a better deal, and if
they didn t have another opportunity, they died when their women
needed them the most.
I couldn t wake you.
What do you need, sweetheart? He glanced at his gold watch.
It s four o clock in the morning.
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Your mother will wonder where we are.
I don t care, he stated flatly, biting at my lips and then kissing
his way to my ear. What do you say we pick up where we left off?
No, Alanzo. We need to go back to the cottage.
Alanzo fell against the pillows. We re not going back, Suzy.
I swallowed hard and then digested the way he d spoken to me.
I m going. You can stay but&
But what? You re going back to the home you shared with
Marco. Then what are your plans? You ll have breakfast with Mom.
She ll serve bacon, eggs, and maybe some dry toast along with black
coffee, and then you ll make small talk, maybe argue about the
house. He cradled me in his arms and smoothed my hair away from
my face. And then you ll wish a thousand times over you were right
here with me, Suzy.
No, I insisted, shaking my head. I won t.
So you re back to this? After what we ve shared, you re back to
denying what you feel.
Yes, I said. No. No. No. I didn t want to fight my feelings, but I
needed time alone to think about what I was doing. If I knew Alanzo,
he wouldn t allow it. He d move faster than Marco. Making a quick
decision was what he did best.
Alanzo always took what he wanted and never considered the
consequences. I had always been the exception. Alanzo and I had
battled a mutual attraction because he loved his brother and Marco
was my husband, the love of my life.
At least you re honest, he said, giving me a quick peck.
Where are you going? I asked when he eased his way to the side
of the bed.
Don t worry, he replied. I m just getting comfortable. He took
a deep breath and then narrowed his gaze. In a stern voice, he said, If
you leave here, Suzy, I won t come back when you ve grieved all you
can grieve. I won t hold you in my arms and then watch you run back
to the memories you can t salvage at my brother s cottage. Now,
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either curl up behind me and go to sleep or come on over here and
love me again. That s exactly what you need and want to do.
Maybe he was right.
* * * *
Thirty minutes later, I found more pleasure in Alanzo s body.
Oh, God, Alanzo, I whispered, riding his cock and letting him
work my legs the way he wanted them moved.
His dick locked into the very place a woman needs a man to
stroke, hitting that special spot with each and every timed erotic
punch. Good God, woman, that s it. Let me make you hot, baby.
Drown my cock with your heat.
Possessing a positively wicked smile, he must ve known his
actions guaranteed an addiction. He hammered into my pussy,
working toward his first release while allowing me to take a few
more. Multiple orgasms were overrated. I climaxed on demand and
damn near perfected the concept.
Don t stop, he choked out. Keep working those sexy legs, hon.
Oh yeah, Suzy. Damn. I m coming.
His strokes turned wild. He drove into me with the solid strength
of one red-hot man. Then, he rolled over me, tucking my body under
his while he fucked like he finally lost all control.
The animalistic sounds leaving his throat and the quick way he
shifted my body here or there to accompany his, lit something inside
me. Nerve endings pulsed in convulsing fervor and still, he didn t
stop. His hot sperm jetted into my body and spilled onto my thighs,
and he pounded more.
Spread em, he growled when his knee bumped mine.
He didn t wait for compliance. Instead, he held me open, holding
fast to my legs. He prodded with a damning dick, locking his cock
like a loaded weapon while pushing himself deeper into my chamber.
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All I could do was welcome him, milk him, and buck against and with
every thrust.
Let me see you, Suzy. He sighed, glancing down at the joining
of our bodies.
My hands slapped against his shoulders, sliding along his biceps
and forearms. I held on tight, tossing my hair back and enjoying the
feel of him while he rooted himself higher, pumping his seed straight
into my pussy. The sensation was indescribable, and in that specific
moment, my fate was determined.
Alanzo felt strangely familiar and safe. I felt right at home with
his arms around me, his cock leading the way into one orgasm before
guiding me straight for another.
Good, I whispered. It s so good, I chanted. Oh, God, Marco.
You promised not to stop!
And that s when everything came to an abrupt halt.
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Chapter Five
I watched him dress. There wasn t anything I could say to change
his mind. One minute, he buried himself inside my body and the next,
he rolled away from me. His feet hit the floor in one fluid motion
while he snatched his clothes and tripped into his slacks.
At first he didn t look at me. I bowed my head in sudden shame.
Yes, I had reason to feel regret and cursed myself for the lack of
control. How could I let an illusion from the past tarnish what I d [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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