#Contemporary #Romance #Erotic #Series #HEA
Found by Fate 1
By Lynn Burke
Release Date: December 12, 2018
Keywords: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Series, HEA, Short Story
Samantha likes to bang a guy’s headboard and take off long before he bangs up her heart. Temptation returns in the form of a Zeus-like, tattooed hunk, the man whose first kiss roused her teenage hormones. His arrival carries the promise for more, but Sam’s determination to enjoy a taste–or two–without risking her heart could cost her the chance at finding forever.
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I thought to be a good host and offer a drink when we walked into my apartment, but the second I shut the door behind us, Jason spun me and lifted me against it. My legs wound around his hips, settling my pussy against his stiff cock. He crushed his lips against mine, tongue swooping in to fuck my mouth.
I gave in without thought, ignoring the niggle of fear the moment of submission to his leading brought. Never one to relinquish control to a man, I decided to let Jason lead.
For a time.
His hands grasped my ass and rubbed me against his hard length, drawing a whimper from me. Heaving for breath, he backed away from my greedy lips. “I didn’t even think to hope…please tell me you have protection.”
“I do. Come on.” I wriggled to get down and pulled him by his shirt down the hall. Switching on the light of my tiny bedroom, I eyed my bed and its half-made state. For the first time in years, the desire to lay down, spread my legs, and let a man have his way with me swept through my body.
A chill tightened my chest. I turned, placing my palm on Jason’s hard abs. “We do this my way,” I said, my gaze on his luscious mouth.
“Whatever you say, Samantha.” His low tone, rumbly and sexy as hell, pebbled my nipples.
“Strip.” Arms crossed to hide my shaking hands, I stepped back, ready to salivate.
He pulled off his shirt, revealing the full sleeve of tatts on his left arm wrapped around his pec. The silver nipple ring glinted in the overhead light.
While I preferred the dark for fucking, I wanted to see Jason—enjoy the tease of seeing his Zeus-like body and waiting to touch every damn inch.
He flicked the snap of his jeans and tugged them down. His cock sprang free and bounced against his ridiculously ripped abs.
I ran my tongue across my top lip as need swept through my tingling limbs. “You are so fucking hot.”
A kick sent his shoes flying, and the denim followed. Jason Hunter, a once skinny puke, stood naked, glorious, tanned, and sexy as shit in my bedroom.
“On the bed,” I said, my voice breathless.
He obeyed, stretched out, arms behind his head. Cocky son-of-a-bitch smirked, his dimple ringing my clit’s bell. I filled my eyes with the hunk of male spread across my comforter. Bulging calves, muscular thighs…my gaze caught on his massive erection. Two steps closer revealed a bead of pre-cum glistening on its tip.
A low moan shuddered through me, and I climbed atop him, fully clothed to lick him clean.
His hips rose, a rumbling groan escaping his lips.
Grasping his hard cock in one hand and tight balls in the other, I bent down again and nibbled, stroked, and squeezed. The scent of cinnamon clung to his skin, but he tasted of salt and man musk.
“Fuck.” Jason grabbed hold of my head and yanked me up to capture my mouth.
He swept his tongue in with languid thrusts, bringing a moan to my lips—and the beginnings of emotions to my chest.
A warning bell gonged like a mother fucker between my ears.
© Lynn Burke 2018
ABOUT LYNN BURKE:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.