Lustful Cravings (The Seven Sin Sisters) Read Free Page A

telekinesis. But not on people, just objects.”
    “Cool. I’m impressed,” Layla taunted and continued, “That’s two.” She popped another button. The lace of her bra was showing now. She watched him lick his lips as she ran her fingers along the swell of her breast . His eyes were turning a deeper shade of green again.
    “I’m strong. I’m durable. Please let’s stop this game. I know you’re ready for me. I can smell it.” Madden moved quickly so that he was kneeling in front of her chair, his gaze on her chest.
    “Hmm…another of your powers…that pesky smelling thing,” Layla teased. Maybe later, she might tell him how much she loved that he could smell her.
    “I have double jointed fingers,” he said placing his hand on her calf and slowly moving it up under her skirt. I t felt good. Layla knew she couldn’t hold out much longer , b ut she wasn’t willing to give in so quickly. She popped her final button and shrugged out of the blouse to bare her chest, her laci demi -cup not more than an adornment . She heard Madden gasp . H is eyes were blazing.
    “One more,” she prompted, “about that seeing me naked thing?” Layla lifted his chin with a finger so he was looking into her eyes instead of at her breasts. She could feel Madden’s gaze like heat on her flesh. S he loved it , but she’d never be able to stay in control if he kept doing it.
    “Yes, I was visualizing, as you might say ,” he looked almost guilty , “ b ut it was entirely your fault. You looked delicious. It was simply unfair.”
    “Did you just blame me for looking delicious?” Layla asked incredulously.
    “Absolutely.” Madden’s hand was now sweeping against her lacy panties. Thank the Mother God dess she wore matching underwear tonight.
    “I was thinking the same thing about you,” Layla admitted. She licked her bottom lip and bit down on it , watching him. When she felt Madden’s finger reach under her panties, she jumped.
    “It’s ok, Layla l ove. We will be perfect. Let me show you.” His mouth descended to her breasts as he kissed her ripe nipples through the lace. She ran her fingers through his soft, dark hair and let the feelings take her to another place.
    With just one bite in the middle , he tore her bra so that it fell to either side. His stare heated her skin, his breath cooled it and then the feel of his lips on her nipples heated her all over again. Madden devoured her breasts , worshipped them. Never had Layla felt something so tantalizing. Madden’s mouth and tongue were warm , a striking difference against the cool touch of his lips. She arched into his mouth, greedy for more , and he laughed.
    “You like it, l ove, just as I knew you would,” Madden’s voice was devastatingly deep and rough. He brushed his lips against hers, s lowly at first but then deepening the kiss. Layla sighed and opened to him then felt his tongue swipe inside her mouth. She challenged him with her tongue , back and forth they play ed as she ran her fingers under his shirt . Oh, she loved this. He really was delicious.
    Touching him, running her hands along his chest was like touching power itself. He was electric ; the vibrations emanating from him flared Layla’s desire higher, brighter. Madden was huge, so tall and broad compared to her smaller frame, and his muscles bulg ed as his arms moved to stroke her. He was power. Together they were magic.
    The heat inside her was growing more intense. She couldn’t still her hands and want ed to touch him everywhere . S he pulled at the soft tresses that came down along his neck . She pulled at his shirt until it was over his head and out of her way and then ran her hands across the firm ridges of his chest around to his shoulders and his muscular back. Light sprinkles of hair tickled her fingers as they floated across his skin. Everywher e she touched was hard hunky male .
     
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    Madden pulled away from her, just slightly, and she whimpered in protest. He