Raunchy romance read The Diva Diaries

From The Diva Diariesby Karen Anders.He took the ends of her shirt and jerked it up her body, baring her breasts to him, lifting her easily, his biceps bulging from the weight of her. She brought her hands up to clasp his wrists, sliding seductively over the smooth hair on his forearms until she reached the tight, rounded muscles. She tested his taut skin and felt the strength of him pulsate into her fingers until the maleness of him seemed to seep into her blood and burn.

For a moment of heated silence he just stared at her. Then he caught a nipple between his teeth. He licked and sucked until she arched in desperate, aching need, causing little frissons of heat to explode in her stomach. It was a sensation that reached into the core of her, stabbing so intensely she was afraid she was beginning to unravel.

Finally, giving in to her need to touch him, she ran her hands through that endearing head of hair, liking the soft feel of the strands against her fingers. Enjoying it so much she did it again, much more slowly. Her knees went weak. Desire rushed through her body, hot and thick.

“Damn,” he whispered raggedly before his mouth was on hers, urgently pressing her backward, grabbing her around the waist, bowing her over his arm. Soon, his hands were deftly at her jeans and underwear, and she stepped out of them.

At last, she knew what it was like to be really kissed by him. This was why he kept such a firm control over himself. He had found a well of passion that he hadn’t realised existed. It reached out and engulfed him as easily as a tidal wave engulfed an island with an unrelenting force. The same force that crashed over her.

The heat of his mouth seared every other kiss she’d ever had permanently from her memory. As kisses went, this one was off the scale. There was no point in grading, where Sam was concerned.

He deepened the kiss, his sensuous lips flexing over hers in an urgent fierceness that left her breathless. She felt him spread his heavily muscled thighs to give him better balance. He slid his big hands over her buttocks, jerking his hips against him. The pulsing heat form his groin reached out to her, made her groan into his soft lips.

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Raunchy Romance Read The Diva Diaries Cont)

The groan tightened his body, and even as he cursed himself for his lack of control, something inside cried out with aching clarity – she was so exquisitely right for him, it was criminal. She fit to him like a perfectly fashioned suit, like a glove fit a hand. Like a woman was supposed to fit a man.He had no idea what he wanted from her except to bury himself in her so deeply he would be lost. He didn’t know why he was so attracted to her, why only she could ignite these primal urges.

The more he kissed her, the more he wanted. The need careened around inside him until he growled deep in his throat and pushed her down into the pile of hay.

He slid his hips against her slim ones, while he softened the kiss to woo rather than to conquer.

It was Sam’s undoing when her mouth moved over his in such obvious worship, like a woman paying homage to something beyond her comprehension, something so enchanting and captivating that it defied human understanding. He felt the strength of her arousal and moved against her with an abandon that startled him.

When Sam kissed her, he sensed an innocence, as if she hadn’t been kissed like this before, had never felt this twisting passion that was eating him up. As if she were untried. It couldn’t be possible, as he felt her melt into him and her reaction shattered every other thought apart like glass splintering into tiny crystal shards.

She sighed against his mouth as the wet heat of his tongue came up against her parted lips, which she opened eagerly. She moaned as his tongue explored her mouth possessively, expertly, running it around the silky sweetness, moaning more when her tongue entwined with his, stroking, tasting begging for more, much more. Her scent was intoxicating, very feminine, and very seductive.

“Now, Sam.” He planted his palms on either side of her and plunged into her with deep, uncontrollable thrusts. He had no finesse left, no self-control. It was raw, base and wild. She started to come before he bottomed out. He felt her contracting around him, heard her breathy gasps spiralling several octaves higher and pure satisfaction exploded through him. Holding himself deep even as the need to climax beat at him, he ground against her as he felt her climax go on and on and on. All he knew for certain was the feel of her coming apart beneath him was the biggest turn-on he’d ever felt.

When her orgasm tapered off, he began to pump steadily in smooth, hard stroke’s Jenna wrapped her legs around his hips and moved in concert with him and he sucked in a breath.

He thrust two, three, four times and came in a blinding, clenching, white-hot pulsation after pulsation.

Moments later, shuddering with satisfaction, he eased down on top of her. He held her to him and rolled to his side, filled with a ferocious possessiveness.


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April 8, 2003