Free Dark Moon by REBECCA YORK Page B

favorites. Called Marlene. A woman forced to service a series of men.
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    In the darkness, Emma felt Cole’s hands working the ties of her halter top before tossing it onto the floor.
    Her own hands were no less busy as she pulled his shirt over his head, then fumbled for the button at the top of his slacks.
    She wanted to experience this with all her senses, including sight, but she understood why he had darkened the room. It was the only way to make sure they had some privacy.
    She ached to say so many things, but she would have to communicate in other ways. Like Morse code, only better.
    When he slipped his hands into her panties and cupped the rounded curve of her ass, she felt her sex go hot and slick. When he dipped lower, sliding a hand into her cleft, she went up in flames.
    His fingers glided through the slick wetness, dipping into her, circling the entrance to her vagina. Teasing her there before stroking upward to her clit.
    As he felt her reaction, he made a sound of approval, low in his throat.
    He leaned down to take one of her distended nipples into his mouth, sucking hard, wringing a glad cry from her lips.
    She found the band at the top of his shorts, tugging them down so that his cock sprang out as she freed it.
    He kicked his pants off the end of the bed. Naked, he gathered her close, stroking his fingers over her back, down her flanks, pulling her against his body.
    As they rocked together on the bed, she wondered why they didn’t set the sheets on fire.
    “Now, please now,” she whispered.
    “Not yet. I want you molten.”
    “I am.”
    Easing away, he took her breasts in his hands, his thumbs stroking over the hardened tips, making her whimper with need as she arched into the caress.
    He used his mouth on her again, this time teasing one pebble hard nipple with his tongue and teeth while he used his thumb and finger on its mate.
    If he waited much longer to finish this, she would lose her mind. Reaching down, she closed her hand around his erection, feeling the size and weight of him, then moving her hand up and down, squeezing tightly.
    He made a low, ragged sound.
    “Time to feel you inside me,” she gasped.
    With a growl, he rolled her to her back, clasping her to him, and she guided him into her.
    They both cried out at the joining. She wanted to look into his eyes. She wanted to tell him how much she had secretly craved this, even when she couldn’t even admit it to herself.
    Now she wanted to say that they belonged together—until the end of time.
    But she couldn’t say it. This was too new—and unexpected. All she could do was cling to him as he moved within her, fast then faster taking her up and up to where the air was almost too thin to breathe. When he reached between them, pressing a finger against her clit, she felt her inner muscles tighten around him, the contractions like small electric shocks that spread from her sex to the rest of her body.
    And as an all consuming orgasm still gripped her, she felt release grab him. Throwing his head back, he shouted out his pleasure.
     She was shaken to the depths of her soul as he collapsed against her, his head drifting to her shoulder.
    Knowing that her whole life had changed, she reached to stroke her fingers through his hair, then turned to softly kiss his cheek.
    He shifted to his side, and they lay clasping each other for long moments. When he reached for her hand, she knit her fingers with his.
    For a while Cole had carried her away to a land where only the two of them existed. But as they lay together in the darkness, Emma remembered exactly where they were. And why.
    No matter how desperately she wanted to get away from this place, they had a job to do, and they couldn’t leave until they had finished it.
    “Hell of a time for this,” he muttered.
    “Um.” She nodded against his shoulder, fighting the need to bombard him with questions. Was he simply reacting to the tension of the situation? Or what?
    He brought his