He took her by the hand. “That said, I think it’s time for a new contract.” His eyes burned. “You’re mine, Katherine, and I never want to share you again. Now, let’s clean you up.”#p#分页标题#e#
He scooped her up easily and carried her into the bathroom, then ran the hot water. After lowering her in, he joined her with a scrub brush and a bar of soap. Katherine nearly wept at the gentleness with which he washed her, taking special care of her neck and shoulders. He took his time, caressing every inch of her until she felt like a living, breathing flame of need, just ready to be taken.
“I love it when you’re like this,” he told her, his own eyes burning with unslaked lust. “So pliant, so open, so giving. I want to devour you.” He kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms tightly around her, and she clung to him fiercely.
“Take me,” she begged him. “Please, please take me now. I need you inside me.”
He thrust himself into her, and she cried his name, her fingers digging into her shoulders. He pushed her up against the wall of the hot tub as he pounded himself into her, giving her what she so desperately wanted. She couldn’t even remember what Marcy’s hands and mouth had felt like on her; all she knew was him. Her legs clamped around his waist like a vice, as if she could fuse the two of them together, and never, ever let go.
They came at the same moment, and their simultaneous climax was the most glorious thing she’d ever experienced. Their cries echoed off the walls as they trembled in each other’s arms, both of them in that spectacular place off the edge of pleasure and into ecstasy. She stayed there for a very long time before finally floating back down to reality.
“Thank you, Master,” she sighed dreamily, still cradling her into his arms.
He lifted his head. “You’re welcome. But I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”
“You’re not?” Pleasure hummed through her, and she realized she was already ready for another round. Would she always be this insatiable around him?
“We’ve still got six hours until the existing contract is up. I plan to take full advantage.”
Katherine giggled. “You know I’ll still be around afterwards, right?”
He smiled. “Yes. But I’ll take any excuse to hog you to myself that I can get. Why don’t we start with a movie?”
“We never end up finishing them,” she pointed out as she climbed out of the tub after him. “You always end up getting me on the floor.”
Mark grinned. “Exactly.”
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Adriana Hunter has been writing fiction ever since she was old enough to hold a pen. Today, she writes erotic romance with many of them featuring curvy heroines and the gorgeous alpha males who love them.
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THE PRETEND BOYFRIEND
By Artemis Hunt
1
Samantha Fox takes two steps at a time up the stairs of the nineteenth century Gothic building that hosts Dan’s Café. She is late. She doesn’t like being late because she equates lateness with rudeness. My time is precious, and so is yours.
She flies into the seating area with its cozy tables and chairs, her shoes clacking noisily upon the black-and-white checkered linoleum. Spotting Cassie, her best friend sitting alone at a table, she almost trips over a pair of shopping bags by a chair at another table. She manages to rescue herself by grabbing onto the back of the chair.