Second Touch (Emma's Arabian Nights, #2) Read Free Page A

the strain on his face as he held himself above her. All that power, all that strength restrained for her pleasure, for her enjoyment. She reached down, grabbed his belt and slung it across his back, grasping it with each hand and moving the leather down so it slid over his ass. She pulled hard and filled herself with him as he gave a startled grunt, then a low moan. Using her leverage, she could force him to move in spite of his dominant position.
    “Fuck, Mistress, you kill me.”
    She smiled and leaned up, her arousal beginning to build again, and she needed to make this as good for Ryan as it was for her. She licked along his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat as he drove into her, letting her set the pace with the belt across his ass. When she bit him, he stiffened and she tilted her hips so his rock hard pelvis rubbed against her clit with each stroke, making her moan at the delicious sensation as he stretched her anew with each plunge of his hips. Normally, it took a while for her arousal to reach the level where she could come again, but with Ryan moving on top of her, his deep moans vibrating through her body and his huge dick powering into her, she soon found herself meeting his thrusts hard enough that their bodies smacked together.
    He took her mouth in a hungry clash of lips and teeth, then pulled back and looked into her eyes as he whispered, “My Mistress.”
    Pure, unadulterated pleasure tingled through every inch of her body as his reverent tone stroked across her soul like his body moved over her skin. He leaned up, the angle making her pussy tighten on him until he had to fight to pull out of her. The world became nothing but them, their heat, and their need as they strove to reach their release together. His movements became jerky and he pulled his mouth away from hers, licking and sucking at her neck hard enough that it hurt. Bright sparks of pleasure filled her and she pulled as hard as she could on the belt, taking him fully within her overstretched sex.
    “Come with me,” she urged and squeezed her pussy hard around his cock, working herself on that rigid length as he stiffened against her.
    His teeth sank into the sensitive skin of her neck where it met her shoulder and she screamed, ecstasy detonating in her blood and driving her mind right from her body. She was vaguely aware of his answering roar of pleasure but her release overwhelmed her to the point that she was sure she blacked out. He shoved himself into her, grinding her ass into the couch as he began to come and she swore she could feel each throbbing pulse of his cock as he filled her up with his seed.
    He stilled at last, and a hard shudder wracked his body before he collapsed partially on top of her, his breath hot against her neck and their bodies sticking together with their sweat. She let out a long, low sigh while her bones dissolved in contentment, only barely aware that she was caressing Ryan’s face with her fingertips. He began to gently kiss her shoulder and she smiled at the soft touch, pleasant little tingles moving through her and making her sheath contract around his still hard cock.
    With a flinch followed by a groan he pulled himself from her body and she shivered, missing him inside of her. Before she could protest, he reached up and pulled a blanket from a nearby chair then grabbed a pillow that had fallen to the floor. Too blissed out to complain she let him snuggle them both on the couch together with her facing the fire while he wrapped himself around her. With the soft blanket covering her and Ryan’s presence surrounding her in every way possible she gave in to the sudden and overwhelming exhaustion as it pulled her down into a dreamless sleep.

 
     
     
Chapter 2
     
     
    Ryan slumped in the black leather chair at his computer desk in the dimly lit study of his home and looked out into the darkness of his back yard to the moonlit water beyond. He was on his fourth glass of whiskey on the rocks, hoping that