Jynxed [Erotic Gems]
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by Melinda Barron
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Dark Fantasy
Description: Jynx Gutierrez fell in love with Asar Moussa the first time she saw him while doing a fellowship at Cambridge University. But after he stands her up one night, she thinks he'll remain a fantasy. Three years later she finds herself ready to ready to succumb to her desires and spend one night with him. Who cares if his explanation about Cambridge makes him certifiable? The passions he awakes inside her can make her overlook anything. Or can they?
eBook Publisher: Resplendence Publishing, LLC, 2011 September
eBookwise Release Date: February 2012
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [35 KB]
Reading time: 17-25 min.
To check into a hotel, or not to check in, that was the question. If she didn't do it, would Asar think she expected to spend the night here? If she was inside and said, "I have to find a place to stay," would he think she was fishing for an invitation? Or was that already his plan? Did he intend for her to stay overnight?
Jynx closed her eyes as she clutched the wheel of her parked car and tried to recall his exact words from two days before. "Jynx Gutierrez, the most beautiful woman in the world. How have you been?"
She'd been stunned, and she'd almost dropped the phone. But she'd recovered enough to keep from saying, "How have I been since when? Since you abandoned me after asking me to go to bed with you?"
Instead, she'd demurred, said she'd been fine and asked about his health. She'd wanted to keep her voice chilly, but the sound of his accent, a mixture of his native Egyptian and British, from where he was educated, had made her nipples hard.
When he'd told her the reason for his call, she'd been surprised. He'd been discussing antiquities with his neighbor over espresso, and the man had mentioned she was coming to assess the collection he was donating to a small museum in Santa Fe, the one where she worked.
"I asked myself, how many women could there be in the world named Jynx Gutierrez? Will you have dinner with me on Friday evening after your meeting? I will cook."
There were so many reasons to say no, starting with, "I hate you because you left me alone three years ago in Cambridge." But there were reasons to say yes, too. Three of them to be exact, two nipples and a clit that pulsed at the sound of his invitation. She could use him for sex then she could leave him.
But now, as she sat outside the gate that opened onto the road to his home, she wondered if this was a good idea. She could go back to Red River, get a hotel room for the night and tell him to meet her in town.
"You're setting yourself up for a fall, Jynx." Her voice filled the empty car, and almost as if she'd given it a command, the gate in front of her started to open. She hadn't even pressed the button to announce her presence. She looked around for a camera and saw none. There had to be one somewhere though, since he obviously knew she was here.
She drove through the gate then watched in her rearview mirror as it closed behind her. It was about a five-minute trip down a rocky road to the main house. When it came into view, the first thing she saw was Asar standing on the deck. Her heart leapt into her throat, and she tightened her grip on the wheel.
He hadn't changed in the three years since she'd last seen him--black, wavy hair that caressed his shoulders, dark skin that highlighted his blue eyes, and a body that could make a woman whimper, which was what she was doing right now.
"Get a grip," she whispered to herself as he waved her toward a parked pickup. She stopped next to it, and before she could turn the engine off, he'd opened the driver's door and leaned inside.
"Nefer," he whispered the ancient Egyptian word for beautiful as he held out his hand. "Welcome to my home."
Her seatbelt seemed to come undone on its own, and he was helping her from the car. He cupped her face in his hands and claimed her mouth, the kiss deep. She stiffened in his arms and tried to pull away. In response, he ran his tongue over the seam of her lips, and she moaned as pleasure snaked through her.
Already hard nipples tightened more, and she tried as hard as she could not to open to him, but he was impossible to resist. His kiss was intoxicating. Her head swam, and she was sure that if he hadn't put his arms around her, she would have melted into a puddle of goo in the dirt at his feet.
He broke the kiss long enough to caress her lips with his thumbs. She shivered and put her hands on top of his.
"Why deny us both?" He kissed her again, and this time she leaned into him, savoring the masculine taste of him. The smell of musk filtered through the air, reminding her of the market in Cairo, of her time spent on dig sites.
Why indeed? she thought. His touch aroused her as no man ever had, but yet...
"Wait." She tilted her head so that his lips moved to her cheek. It didn't stop him though. He trailed a line of kisses down to her neck then up into her hair.
"You're about three years too late for this," she said, working to keep her voice chilly. It wasn't easy considering the fire he ignited inside her.
"Consider it an apology."
Heat rose in her cheeks, and this time it wasn't caused by desire. "Apology? That's the only explanation I get?"
He cupped her face tighter and lifted it up so that their gazes locked. His blue eyes seemed to bore into her, making her feel as if she would explode.
"Orgasm first, explanation later. Or do you not think making you scream will show you how much I regret having to leave you that night? I assure you, I have waited to be inside you for a long time, and I can wait no longer."
Jynx swallowed hard, her tongue snaking over her lips. Her rational mind told her to push him away, that she would only get hurt. But her body, well...
"Then fuck me. Now."