Adele, Claire - Guardian of His Soul [Wolves of West Texas 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

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Author: Claire Adele
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He lifted the bottom edge of her short top until her bared breast nestled in his palm. Dios , she felt so fucking good.
    Breaking their kiss gently, he looked down as he lifted her breast. Her skin was like pale satin, and it shone in the lamplight. Her dusky-pink nipple rose erect and full. He had to taste her.
    He lowered his head and took her swollen nipple into his mouth. He drew hard and licked, teasing with his tongue.
    She whimpered, moved her hips against him, and arched her back, offering him more. “Oh my. Juan.” Her short breaths came rapidly. “What are we doing? I want you, but I’ve just met you!”
    He released her sweet flesh. “I know, querida . I want you, too.”
    “This must be happening too fast, but it doesn’t feel that way.”
    “No, it feels like I’ve known you a long time. What do you want to do?”
    “I think I need to take things a little slower, no matter how I feel,” she said. “I’ve only been divorced for a year. Surely, it’s too soon to become involved again.”
    “Cindy, this could be good between us. Do you want to have some fun and see where it goes? We don’t have to take things too seriously. We could have a great time.” He looked at her swollen lips and her serious eyes. Say yes, Cindy .

Chapter Three

    Cynthia stared into his dark brown eyes, searching for the truth. She saw honesty. Somehow, looking at his open expression, she saw his willingness to accept what she wanted. He wasn’t like her ex-husband. He didn’t demand she have sex with him no matter how she felt at the moment.
    This was different. Juan was different. Yet, she’d thought she’d known her former husband, and she’d been fooled.
    “Would you like to play a little without getting seriously involved?” Juan’s eyebrows raised in question. “I think you’d enjoy it.”
    “Yes, I think I would,” she answered. “I agree. We don’t need a serious relationship to enjoy ourselves.” And it would give her an opportunity to get to know more about Juan.
    The doorbell rang. She hadn’t even heard a car drive up, she’d been so focused on Juan.
    “That must be Derek,” Juan said, and sighed. “I guess he decided to come sooner than later.”
    Not the best timing. But at least with Juan leaving now, she’d have a chance to think about what she’d agreed to. And reconsider, if she needed to.
    She pulled back a little and Juan slid his hands down to her waist.
    “When will I see you again?” he asked.
    “Later today?” She smiled. “Your clothes are still in the dryer, and you’ll need to pick them up.”
    He grinned. “How about I come by this evening for them?”
    “Fine. We can have dinner here if you’d like to.”
    “Sounds like a plan. Shall I bring wine or beer?”
    “Red wine would be perfect.” She smiled at him again. “I’d better get the door.”
    She rose from the sofa and headed to the front entry. Opening the door wide, she felt Juan’s warmth close behind her.
    “Hi,” a tall, good-looking, sandy-haired guy said.
    “Derek,” Juan said.
    “Come in,” Cynthia invited.
    “Thanks, but I left my date waiting,” Derek said. “Can I take a rain check?”
    “Sure,” Cynthia assured him.
    “Cynthia, this is one of my business partners and my good friend, Derek Wolfson. Derek, meet Cynthia Krystal. She helped me out when the Hawks attacked me.”
    “Good to meet you. Thanks for coming to my partner’s rescue.”
    “I would have called 911 for him, but he refused.”
    “That sounds like Juan.”
    “Come on, Derek, before we wear out our welcome,” Juan said as he took a step past her and clamped a hand on Derek’s shoulder. Juan looked at her and met her gaze. “Thank you for your help,” he said, his voice soft and warm. “I’ll call you later.”
    “Let me know how it goes with your car.” She grinned at Juan.
    He waved and pushed his friend toward a gray Honda Civic. It seemed like Juan didn’t want Derek hanging around her too long. Maybe

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