"Laura Resnick - Fever Dream" - читать интересную книгу автора (Resnick Laura)

sluggish breeze created by the overhead fan. His hand rested on her stomach, and she felt his breath on
her face. She opened her eyes and met his glittering gaze. His face was sheened with sweat, and his
golden brown hair was tousled from the touch of her hands.

He smiled at her, sharing a secret, sharing her pleasure, and she smiled back without embarrassment. She
never would have thought it possible to feel so comfortable with anyone, let alone a perfect stranger.

They didn't speak. They didn't need to. She felt the steely hardness of his desire against her hip, felt the
urgency of his need as his hand roved freely over her body. Their gazes remained locked for a moment
before he whispered, тАЬI'd better get the condoms.тАЭ

She nodded. Her stomach clenched with renewed desire. тАЬI want you between my legs,тАЭ she whispered.
She had never said anything quite so descriptive before. тАЬI want you ... plunging inside me.тАЭ

His mouth was hard against hers, his tongue restless and insistent. Somehow, without breaking their kiss,
he pulled her off the floor and deposited her on the bed. She pulled off her stockings and garter belt while
he disappeared into the bathroom. She didn't have time to think about anything before he was with her
again, pressing her into the mattress with his weight, inflaming her with the hunger of his kiss. He put the
condom on hastily, and she spread her legs readily for him.

тАЬNot too wide,тАЭ he whispered against her mouth as he settled himself between her thighs. He ran one
hand along her smooth leg, making her bend her knee. тАЬJust like...тАЭ He drew in a sharp breath as her
fingers closed around his engorged penis. He swallowed and started breathing much faster. тАЬYes,тАЭ he
rasped.

His first thrust was gentle, and he paused for a moment to let her adjust to him. Then, bracing his weight
on trembling arms, he arched his back and filled her with his flesh, thrusting long, deep, and hard. He
looked down at her as she tilted her hips and braced her hands on his muscular buttocks. There was an
exultation in his expression that made her feel like a captive love slave. The fierceness in his gaze
promised he would not let her off lightly now that he had her beneath him.

тАЬIt'll be a rough ride,тАЭ he said hoarsely.

тАЬYes,тАЭ she whispered. тАЬYes, whatever you want. Do it.тАЭ

тАЬWhat's your name?тАЭ he demanded, thrusting hard.

тАЬWhat?тАЭ

тАЬTell me your name.тАЭ He plunged into her.

тАЬNo.тАЭ Her hips rose to meet him.

тАЬYour name.тАЭ Harder.

тАЬOh!тАЭ Her hands slid up to the small of his back.
тАЬTell me,тАЭ he urged, lowering his head to kiss her briefly.

тАЬNot ... ohhh ... not now.тАЭ