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An Excerpt From: MAID FOR DEATH
Copyright © AMARINDA
JONES, 2007
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
Ten minutes ago Cassandra had knocked on the door to
hotel room 52, planning to clean the room as fast as possible so she could
get ready to meet up with friends at a planned Halloween party. But that
was before she had let herself into room 52 and cannoned into hard muscle
and warm male flesh. As Cassandra’s hands had roamed that flesh in an
attempt to steady herself she had looked up and blinked in surprise as her
gaze was caught and held by the most dazzling green eyes she had ever seen.
Mesmerizing was the first word that came to her. Hot, fast instant
attraction grabbed at her. And when he had suddenly smiled down at her in
such a sexy yet arrogant way, Cassandra had the sudden overwhelming impulse
to give him whatever he wanted. There was something about this man that
demanded hot, sweaty action.
“I want to fuck you,” the man had said. Just like that.
His hands had grabbed her ass and pulled up against his already erect cock.
“I shouldn’t…” Yet Cassandra had known she would. The
man compelled her to be crazy in one lustful look. She was instantly wet
with wanting. Whatever ideas she had of Halloween parties or room cleaning
had disappeared in that one hot look from him and the feel of the cock
against her stomach. It seemed a shame not to take advantage of that…
“My dear, you know you have no choice. I have to and
will fuck you,” he had told her as he ripped off the blouse and bra from
her body, his mouth sucking on her breasts as he yanked her panties down.
The next thing Cassandra knew her blouse and skirt were
on the floor, her bra was God knows where and her
panties were flung over a nearby lampshade. So much for her plans. But then
action was always so much better. Cassandra had never felt so wild and hot
and aching to be filled. She had never behaved this way before but in this
one crazy moment she did not care about the moral rights and wrongs of
having this stranger fuck her. All she knew was she wanted his hard length
all the way inside her. Morality be damned.
“Fuck me then.” She allowed him to spin her around and
push her to the sofa. She spread her legs and stuck her ass out, desperate
to take all of him inside her.
“You chambermaids are all the same,” the man murmured as
he licked the side of her neck and impaled her ass in one strong thrust.
Cassandra shrieked in sheer pleasure. Her employer would
have a fit if he saw one of his cleaning staff balling one of the guests,
but the mental health of her employer did not concern her at that moment.
Having an orgasm did. Besides, she did not literally run into gorgeous
auburn-haired gods who felt this damn good every day when she was cleaning
rooms at the Philbeach Manor Hotel.
“Oh God…” Cassandra moaned deep in her throat as she
felt the orgasm spiraling up through her body.
She felt like she was on the verge of exploding into a million pieces.
Sebastian Lord stood inside the half opened door and
watched the scene before him. He was intrigued by the woman getting fucked
in the ass. She was wildly abandoned. Her head was tossed back and her body
was arched as her full breasts swung in time with the thrusts of the man
who was taking her hard and fast. She, in turn, pushed her ass back against
him, demanding more and looking like she was enjoying every moment. It
seemed a shame to intrude. Sebastian thought about letting her come but
that would be too dangerous. He pushed through the gap in the doorway left
by the cleaning trolley she had abandoned earlier.
“She is not for you, Miles.” Sebastian watched as the
woman’s eyes snapped open in shock and anger.
The man called Miles stopped momentarily as he looked at
the intruder. He thrust hard again into the rounded ass before him.
“Holy crap!” Cassandra jerked forward at his thrust and
looked at the tall, dark-haired man. “Who the hell are you?”
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