Free Lisia's Journey by Rebecca Airies Page B

tired. I didn‟t realize you wanted to talk
    about anything else.” Lisia met his eyes as he stopped just in front of her.
    “There‟s always something I want to say to you even if it‟s just „I want to kiss you‟.”
    His hand lifted and briefly cupped the side of her cheek before his thumb traced her
    lips.
    Her lips tingled even after his finger lifted. She slicked her tongue over them. “Is
    that all you want to say tonight?”
    “No, I did need to talk to you about tomorrow,” he said as his mouth lowered,
    stopping just before their lips touched.
    His lips were so close, so tempting. She could feel his desire for her. Its effect on her
    hadn‟t changed. She wanted him to kiss her. Almost without thinking about it, she
    leaned into his body. Their lips touched and brushed. She drew his lower lip into her
    mouth, sucking on it. His hands settled on her waist and then slid around and down
    molding over the curve of her buttocks. Her tongue slicked over his lip just before she
    released it.

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    Lisia’s Journey

    Jarritt took over the kiss. His mouth slanted over hers and his tongue drove into her
    mouth. She sighed relaxing against him and enjoying the feel of his hot mouth on hers
    His taste and scent flooded her senses. His desire almost seemed to pulse through her
    mind. It was so strong. She lost track of any thought other than how much she wanted
    this, him.
    His hands tightened on her, pulling her snug against him. She could feel his hard
    cock pressing against her stomach. His thigh slipped between her legs. She wriggled,
    rubbing against the hard muscles of his leg. A low groan rolled from his throat and his
    hips arched into her.
    She wanted to get his clothes and her own off. She needed to explore more than his
    arms. Her breasts ached and the swollen flesh tingled where it pressed against the tight
    fabric. He urged her slowly backward.
    She heard a slight swish but ignored it. The noise barely registered as they kissed
    and his tongue dueled with hers. She knew even without looking that it had to be the
    door to her room closing behind them. Slowly, as if they had all night, he lifted her off
    her feet, aligning their bodies. His cock pressed against the covered mound of her
    pussy.
    She lifted her legs locking them around his hips as he walked. She didn‟t know
    where he was going and didn‟t care. Being like this felt too good. She could feel the slick
    moisture coating her pussy and probably dampening the crotch of her pants.
    Lisia trailed kisses down his neck, nipping just at the base. His breath hissed
    between his teeth in surprise. A growl erupted as his grip tightened in response to that
    show of aggression.
    She felt sharp teeth scrape the skin just below her jaw. His tongue swirled over the
    skin. He placed small kisses along her neck, just at the neckline of her shirt. In between,
    he feathered little nips. Her skin seemed to become hypersensitive. She never knew
    what to expect and she wanted more. His lips left her neck.
    “Let‟s get you undressed. I want to see your pretty body,” he said as his hands
    tugged at her legs, urging her to release him. “I promise I‟ll let you wrap those around
    me again soon.”
    She didn‟t hold back her groan of disappointment. Slowly lowering her feet to the
    floor, she savored every moment of contact. His fingers went to her shirt and hers slid
    under his, exploring the hard muscles of his stomach. She felt her shirt part and a rush
    of cool air over her nipples. Prickles danced across the sensitive tips as they tightened.
    “Now that‟s a beautiful sight. Would they get any redder if I put my mouth on
    them?” His eyes dropped to the mounds of her breasts.
    She followed his gaze and saw his eyes lingering on the darkened tips of her
    breasts. She drew in a sharp breath as the image of his head bent over her flashed
    through her mind. A shot of fiery desire hit her. She resisted the urge to arch her chest
    forward, but just barely.