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by Patti Shenberger
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Late night Mistress of Love, Isabella Markum, has it all. A fantastic job, a gorgeous condo, and lots of close friends. But what she really wants is a chance at love. When bad boy biker, Max Montgomery, shows up unexpectedly back in town, Isabella is ready to throw caution to the wind in order to get him into her bed. This will mean exposing all her dirty little secrets, the biggest one being she is still a virgin. One look at Max convinces her he is worth the chance. And if the rumors are true, this hunk really knows how to satisfy a woman.
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2009 eXtasy Books
eBookwise Release Date: October 2009
3 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [83 KB]
Reading time: 47-66 min.
"Do you know what I want to do to you?" He whispered against her ear.
She shook her head.
Then he told her leaving out no details and Isabella felt her nipples harden and the moisture between her legs build.
Max walked her backward across the room and pushed her down gently on the bed.
His hands caressed her bare legs, kneading, rubbing and working their way upward. Isabella shivered, though not from the cold. There was nothing cold about the way he was touching her right now. His mouth moved higher, up her thigh and it was all she could do not to beg him to take her right then and there.
Max palmed her mound, smoothing his hand over her bare skin. "I love a bare pussy. So soft and smooth. That way I can touch and taste and suck every inch of you and watch you come unglued in my mouth. What I love even more is burying my tongue in it." Lowering his head, he licked from her belly button down to her clit.
"Yes, do that again. It feels so good."
"I bet I know something that will feel even better."
Max raised her legs over his shoulders and settled himself at her apex. Splaying her legs wide, he licked his lips and then spread her pussy apart with his thumbs. Lowering his head, he moved his face side to side against her, alternating soft swipes of his tongue with the roughness of his cheeks.
Isabella bit her lip to keep from crying out and grabbed handfuls of the bedding as his five-o'clock shadow brushed the tender skin of her inner thighs time and again. Her body felt on fire with each touch of his mouth to her highly sensitized flesh. It was a combination of both pleasure and pain rolled into one. But she didn't want him to stop.
"Oh God, yes. Do it, Max. I need you," she demanded, her body shivering with anticipation. Looking down at his dark head buried between her legs caused a wild rush of nerves throughout her body.
"I can't wait, Izzy. I have to have you now."
"Take me please, Max, take me." She was begging and she knew it and didn't care. All that mattered was getting him inside her. The feel of his skin pressed to hers, his lips on hers and his body fused with hers.
Max moved up the bed and settled himself between her thighs. Inch by glorious inch, he filled her. Isabella moaned as he penetrated deeper and deeper until she thought she would explode from the sensations.
Isabella felt the tightness build as he sank into her wet folds. Then he stopped.
"Isabella, are you a virgin?"
She hissed out a breath of air that she hadn't realized she was holding and shyly nodded.
"Damn." Max lowered his forehead to hers.
"Don't stop now."
She thrust her hips upward, taking charge of the moment and ending the conversation. Isabella didn't want to talk about it, she wanted to do something to remedy it. And if he kept talking, the solution would never be reached. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she rocked against him.
"Izzy, for god's sake, slow down, or it'll be over before it gets going. I'm panting like a randy buck here."
Isabella ran her hands over his chest, her fingers smoothing the crisp curls around his nipples. "Fast is good. I like fast." She wiggled again.
She watched as Max closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Darling, fast is what you're going to get right now. Slow is for the next round." Grabbing her hips, he settled himself deeper and Isabella bit back a groan.
He drove into her and tremors rocked her body as she convulsed around him. Her own release bore down on her with an intensity she couldn't deny and definitely didn't want to. With a loud cry, he grabbed her hips and rode her with a vengeance, deep penetrating strokes that filled her.
Isabella felt the hot fluid flood her womb as Max spent himself inside her.