Free Naked Flame by Desiree Holt Page A

her at all. No man had ever affected her the way Liam Douglas did. He shifted position to give himself better access to her body, sliding his hand beneath her sweater to find her breast and gently knead it.
    She moaned into his mouth, his tongue still dancing with hers. She sucked on it avidly, loving the taste of him—coffee, chocolate and male. They were nearly out of breath when he lifted his mouth from hers and reached to tug her sweater over her head. He stopped just as he eased her arms from it, leaving it bunched for the moment around her neck.
    â€œThis okay with you?”
    She nodded, unable to form words.
    His chuckle was low and warm. “I can’t believe that at my age I’m going to make love to a woman on a quilt in a meadow instead of a big comfortable bed.”
    â€œIs that what we’re doing?” she asked, breathless. “Making love?”
    â€œIt’s sure a hell of a lot more than just sex. If I knew you for ten years instead of ten hours, I wouldn’t feel any different.” He stripped off her sweater. “I’ll say it again, Charity. I don’t know what’s happening here, but I’ve never connected with a woman like this in my life. It’s the first light in my darkness since I came home from fighting. Please don’t tell me to stop.”
    â€œI should say this is pure idiocy. It’s the most impulsive thing I’ve done since I was in high school.” She touched his cheek, the heat of him nearly scorching her fingers. “But guess what? It hit me the same way. So no. Don’t stop.”
    He made short work of the clasp on her bra and managed to slide the scrap of satin from her body and drop it on top of her sweater. Then his mouth was on a nipple, pulling on it, grazing it with his teeth and sucking on it until she thought she’d go mad. There seemed to be a live wire in her body connected directly from her nipple to her pussy, her internal muscles contracting at the intense erotic shock. She arched her body up to him, his mouth hot on her skin.
    Moving his mouth to the other nipple, he gave it the same treatment, using his lips and teeth until, like the other, it was hard and aching with need. Charity yanked his shirt from the waistband of his slacks and slid her hands beneath the fabric to touch the smooth skin, feeling the hard muscles of his back and the heat of his body.
    Liam rolled away from her long enough to unbutton his shirt and drop it to the side. She missed the contact, the soft slide of his lips on her body and the warmth of his mouth. But then he was back, holding her, the soft matte of hair on his chest a pleasant abrasion against her skin. He stared at her, a hungry look on his face before trailing a line of kisses down her neck, across her breasts and down her body until he came to fabric.
    â€œGotta lose these.”
    Bracing himself on one elbow, he made quick work of the button and the zipper and then slid the slacks down her legs, grazing his knuckles over her skin in a sensuous glide. When she was completely naked, the night air kissing her overheated skin, he knelt between her legs and went back to work with his mouth.
    Using the tip of his tongue, he traced the circle of flesh around her navel then licked a slow path down to her mound. She shivered in anticipation and then moaned when he spread the lips of her pussy and drew a line the length of her slit with his tongue. Her inner walls were tightening in anticipation of his invasion and he didn’t disappoint. Closing her eyes, she gave herself up to the feel of his tongue as he drew it slowly through her slit, fluttering it against her heat and swirling his tongue around her now-throbbing clit, over and over again. She bucked up into his mouth when he closed his lips over that swollen knot of flesh and anchored herself to the quilt with her fists.
    He hummed his satisfaction at her response, blew warm air on her inflamed flesh and slid two