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An Excerpt From: SEDUCING CELESTINE
Copyright © AMARINDA JONES, 2007
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
“Oh God, don’t stop…please do not stop…” Celestine Holt
moaned as she clutched the man’s head to her breasts. His mouth was so hot and insistent as his lips sucked down hard on her
nipples while his fingers gently stroked her clit. Her whole body was on
fire! Celestine cried out loud and spread her legs wider to accommodate
him. Whatever this man wanted he could have. She was totally and utterly
his. This was one hell of a dream and there was no way she wanted to wake
up now and ruin it by denying him access.
It occurred to Nick Swan that the woman writhing hot and
naked under him was not who he initially thought she was. He thought when
he climbed up the trellis and in though the darkened bedroom window of Tess Mackenzie’s home, he would find his sometime lover
Tess in this bed. That was only logical. After
all, it was her home and he had climbed through her bedroom window many
nights before to take what they called a “moonlight ride”. But this time
was different. In the dim moonlight that shone through the windows, he knew
these luscious, full curves beneath him did not belong to his sometime
lover. Intriguing…
Nick should have known the legs he was lying between did
not belong to Tess. But it was dark and he hadn’t
seen Tess for a while so he just assumed she had
gained some weight in some provocative, sexy areas. Nick knew bodies had a
habit of expanding and contracting. And the naked body beneath him was
everything a man could want—big, suckable
breasts, a wet, accommodating pussy and soft, strong thighs that could draw
and hold a man immobile as he thrust hard inside this woman. So while he
had been surprised and pleased at the generous curves that met his hands,
it was not until the woman moaned out loud that he realized his mistake.
However, encouraged by the woman’s response, Nick wasn’t inclined to stop.
“Please…” The hard, long cock that pulsated against
Celestine’s inner thigh was so real and full that she wanted it inside her
now. If anyone woke her from this dream before her dream lover fucked her
she would kill them. She was on fire with wanting this man.
“Please what, baby?” Nick crooned as his lips slid up
the soft skin of her neck.
Celestine shivered in response.
“I want you…”
Nick slid his fingers inside her vagina. She was wet and
slippery and more than ready for him. Whoever she was he wanted her now.
“How badly do you want me inside you?”
“Real bad…” The fingers gently thrusting in and out of
her body felt awfully good and fantastically real as she bore down on his
hand, wanting to suck him inside.
Nick could barely see the woman in the moonlight yet the
shape of her shoulders and her breasts as she arched toward him, eager for
his touch, had Nick entranced. He leaned forward and kissed her.
As his tongue slid into her mouth, Celestine groaned.
“Best kiss ever…” Her eyelids fluttered open to look at
her dream lover. She had to make sure she remembered this man. In lieu of a
real lover in her life, this dream alone would keep her sexually satisfied
for days. Dark hair, broad shoulders and…as her eyes opened fully she saw
the lustful gleam in his. This seemed awfully real what with the taste of
his lips on her and his fingers moving insistently inside her. Why couldn’t
she feel like this in all her dreams? Wait a second. Should she be feeling
all this? His mouth, his hands, his cock against her leg? It was a dream,
wasn’t it? Couldn’t be anything else…could it?
“Oh baby, you are something else.” Nick’s mouth went
back to suck down hard on her swollen nipple. His free hand caressed her
other breast and down the swell of her hips. He was longing to slide his
cock inside the hot core of her.
Celestine put her hands on her dream man’s awfully real
shoulders. Warm, smooth and strong. She ran her hands down his chest to
feel his heartbeat…heartbeat? Did you feel heartbeats in dreams? Uh-oh…what
if…
“You’re not a dream…” It was a both statement and
question. She wanted to be rational and logical but the intense aching need
between her legs made her open to suggestion. If he was a dream then the
sleeping pill she took earlier should be prescribed to every woman on the
planet if a man like this was going to visit their dreams.
“I’ll be whatever you like.” Nick leaned forward and
kissed her again.
Okay, that sounded not only sexy and promising but also
very lifelike. Celestine pushed against his chest, breaking off the kiss.
Her mind was whirling. Was this dream or reality? If it was a dream it
shouldn’t matter what she let her dream lover do. If it was real life then
this man had a lot of explaining to do and she was going to be as
frustrated as hell.
“Tell me what you like, baby.” Nick’s mouth went back to
her breasts.
“Well, that most definitely for starters,” she almost
said. When he sucked her like that she could not think especially when
there was a real, live and awfully large cock against her inner thigh.
Celestine pinched herself. Sudden pain, followed by horror and embarrassment,
rocketed through her.
“Holy crap, you’re real!”
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