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Delilah Devlin
Garrett unrolled silverware and dropped a napkin on her lap.  Put this between
your legs.
She pressed it between her thighs and closed them. Everything beneath her waist
was hidden from view from everyone but him.
 Rock your hips. Just a little. Enjoy it, baby. I ll make you come, right where you
sit.
Her eyes widened with distress.  Don t. Christ. Not here.
 Gonna deny me? Wouldn t Dick be disappointed you didn t enjoy his gift?
She bit her lip.  I ll& make noise.
 It s pretty loud in here. No one will hear.
Her face turned toward his. Her lips glided along his cheek.  Finn will.
 Finn will be polite, he murmured.
 God, I hate you.
 Just let us watch. You like it when someone watches. Ready?
She shook her head and burrowed her face against his neck.
But he didn t feel sorry for her. He revved up the remote, felt her body jerk against
him. Her head fell back and she arched.
Finn s lips twitched. His brown eyes danced with amusement.  So, Garrett, he
said, overloud,  you never told me how the two of you met.
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Fun With Dick and Jayne
Chapter Four
Jayne rolled her eyes, hating Garrett s partner at the moment. The humor glinting in
his gaze said he knew exactly what Garrett was up to, which meant the rat had told
him.
Still, the men talked on and on, about work, about the Mariners, about a lot of
things she couldn t grasp because the vibrations quivering through her vagina were
doing a number on her composure. She was sweating, and the gliding little rocks that
Garrett insisted on were working her skirt up so that her bottom sat directly on the cool
leather.
The sensations cool, smooth leather and Garrett s hard body cozied up next to
hers were more than she could handle.
Hot liquid seeped between her legs and she crossed them, pressing her pussy
against the napkin and rubbing her foot against Garrett s shin in a frantic rhythm.
And the bastard knew what was happening to her. Knew the moment it
overwhelmed her.
His hand clamped harder on her hip as waves of ecstasy poured over. Her back
arched and she bit her lip to still the sound, but he pinched her chin, forcing her mouth
open and kissed her.
He swallowed her moans, his tongue swirling inside her mouth like she wanted
him to do to her pussy, which was convulsing, little shocks of pleasure rumbling
outward from her womb and causing her to shake.
When she quieted, he lifted his head. His eyes were warm with approval and he
tucked her face against his neck, holding her close as her eyelids drifted down.
This time when the men s voices resumed, the deep tenor soothed her until she
drifted away, wrapped inside Garrett s arm, his heart pounding beneath her cheek.
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Delilah Devlin
A deep contentment settled inside her. Like parts of a puzzle snapping together.
She could get used to this. She could crave this for the rest of her life. Now she just had
to convince Garrett that what she wanted wasn t wrong or sinful.
Although, how convincing could she be when her body hummed with contentment
sandwiched so close to his side that she could feel the arousal tightening the muscles of
his thigh? His hand caressed her with increasing insistence. Lord, how much longer
would it be before she finally got him alone and had her wicked way with him?
The vibrator hummed to life inside her again, and Jayne moaned.
 Shhh&  he whispered against her ear.
 Your fault if I m noisy, she muttered, clinging to his thigh and nuzzling closer,
feeling like an addict strung out on drugs, only this was a habit she never wanted to
kick.  God, can we leave? she groaned.  Please?
 Almost ready, he said, his gaze narrowing just enough she should have worried.
 Just one thing I need from you, Jayne, before we go.
 Anything, she groaned.
Garrett tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear then cupped her cheek.  I ve been
on the outside looking in, and I m left wondering where I stand.
She began to shake her head, to tell him he didn t have any cause to worry about
her intentions.
He pressed a finger against her lips.  Don t give me any reassurances. I just want to
know whether you re willing to be left swinging in the wind a bit yourself.
Did he really expect her to hold a thought longer than a second?  What are you
saying?
Garrett opened the hand not holding her hip. The shiny remote sat in the center of
his palm.
Her gaze shot to Finn whose lips pressed together as though he was trying to hold [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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