"Joy, Carolee - Wild Angel" - читать интересную книгу автора (Joy Carolee)

"Certainly." If you counted the backseat close encounter she'd almost had with Jimmy MacFarlan back in college. She straightened her spine, more to keep from leaning further into his tantalizing touch than from any confidence she might have once had.

"Well, I haven't."

Whipping her startled gaze to his, she saw the faintest trace of chagrin in his. "Paid for it, that is. Suppose you show me why I should this time."

He certainly was arrogant, but with his looks, she wasn't surprised. Mussed from the hat, a lock of dark hair tumbled over his forehead. Trying to ease her own excruciating sense of nakedness, Ellie reached up and tentatively brushed it back. Black lashes framed eyes as green as spring leaves. All sinewy muscle without so much as a pinch of fat, he was gorgeous. Remembering the way he'd held her as they danced, the teasing brush of his lips against hers made longing flutter in her stomach. He seemed like such a decent man, despite the strange circumstances of their encounter. Kind and tender, too, she could see it in his eyes. If only ...

"Protection," she mumbled and darted away. How she'd hoped it wouldn't come to this, but now she was glad her older sister, Jenna, had insisted she be prepared. She grabbed her cosmetics bag and dumped the contents on the bed, scrabbling through lipsticks and eyebrow pencils to find the condoms. She held up a handful of foil packets. "Your choice."

"You're a regular walking pharmacy," he muttered, plucking the items from her hand and tossing them on the nightstand. "But we're not quite to that point yet."

"We're not?" Her breath came out in a rush as he tackled her around the waist and playfully dragged her down. His mouth covered hers, smothering further attempts at delaying the inevitable.

He tasted of wine and hot, dark need. Despite her attempt to remain aloof, his tongue coaxed hers into an erotic dance that made her clutch his shoulders and press against him. She wove her fingers through his hair, shocked that the little moan she heard had come from her own throat.

His mouth left hers, and she wanted to weep at the loss until his lips found one breast, then the other. Rolling the nipple on his tongue, he stroked, laved and applied just the right amount of pressure to make her ache for his touch.

He pulled away and closed his eyes, muttering under his breath. "I can go slower. Usually. Take my briefs off, darlin'. I'll make it up to you next time."

Next time? Hands shaking, she tugged on the elastic, easing his underwear down. She jerked her gaze away from the erection throbbing near her face as she pulled his briefs off. He was huge. If he thought he was going to .... Well, there was just no way.

He handed her a foil packet and lay on his back. "Do the honors, would you?"

She dropped the packet. Picked it up and dropped it again. He opened one eye and stared, then plucked the packet from her. "I meant tonight, not next week."

He sheathed himself, then rolled her beneath him. The hard hot tip of him prodded for entry. Ellie squeezed her eyes shut.

Soon. It would all be over soon. Then the trembling seizing her would stop. She would have done what she came for, she could take the money and leave.

Suddenly the invasion stopped. Fear and disappointment warred within her. What if he changed his mind? What would she do?

"You should have told me you weren't ready, darlin'." Hot breath scorched her breasts, her stomach, her .... Oh my God. What was he doing?

Ellie speared her fingers into his hair and arched up into him, helpless to stop the sensations overwhelming her as his mouth claimed her in an intimate kiss. "No, no, no."

"Easy, sugar. Easy." As seductive as a moonlit night, his voice wrapped around her. His lips and tongue coaxed her, blocking out her awareness of everything but him and the heat waves pulsing through her. Just when she thought she'd rocket off the face of the earth, Joshua moved up her body, lifted her buttocks and pushed inside. Barely.

Ellie bit her lip to hold in a cry of pain. Relax, relax, relax. This wasn't the way she'd planned to surrender her virginity, but she'd given up dreams of white lace and bridal gowns years ago. Besides she had to do this for Lauren. She'd exhausted all other options.

A look of confusion crossed Joshua's face. Desperate to hide her secret, Ellie moaned and dug her fingernails into his rear. "Come on, cowboy. Show me what you've got."

Reaching between their bodies, he caressed her as he eased further inside and murmured little words of encouragement. Discomfort and thoughts of what might have been fled under his skillful hands. Then he was stroking her with his body and a fever began to build. She moved with him, raising her hips, meeting his increasing thrusts with her own spiraling tension.

This was not supposed to feel good. If he continued to draw this out, she didn't think she could stand it.

She didn't want it to end. She needed it to. With every sweet thrust, she lost a little bit more of herself.

His breath mingled with hers. A sweet, musky taste enveloped her as his tongue took hers with the same fervor with which he claimed her body. He moved faster, taking her with him.