Free Charmed by Koko Brown Page B

promised to behave but I simply can’t resist touching you, kissing you, wanting to bury myself deep inside you. You drive me absolutely mad, woman. Please say you want the same.”
    Despite his deception, Chloe wanted him as well. She needed him to be inside her as much as he needed to be inside her, probably more so. For no man had ever caused the raging heat that was now coursing through her body.
    Her mind made up, Chloe reached up, sank her fingers into the inky black curls covering his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. When their lips met, the familiar’s blood was only a faint memory as their tongues mated.
    Taking a cue from the naked bodies writhing around them, Chloe grabbed a hold of Tristan’s jacket lapels and used them to push the garment up and over his broad shoulders without breaking their passionate kiss.
    Once Tristan’s arms were free, Chloe felt his hands on the back of her dress.
    “Bloody hell!” he roared. “What kind of contraption is this?”
    She giggled at his frustration. Although she was in the throes of passion as well, she had been able to not only divest him of his suit jacket but his dress shirt as well.
    “It’s called a zipper, hothead. I’m pretty sure you’ve been on this earth long enough to know how it works.”
    “I bloody well know how it works!” Tristan growled. Without warning, he grabbed the top of her bodice and yanked the dress apart, shredding it into two equal pieces.
    “Tristan!” Chloe huffed. “This is my favorite dress!”
    “I’ll buy you a dozen more,” he grunted.
    Although she opened her mouth to protest further, he conveniently stopped her tirade by covering her mouth with his own.
    Clever man, her husband.
    Unwilling to fight any further, Chloe wrapped her arms around his neck and followed his lead. Sliding her tongue across his lips, she tenderly outlined their perfect fullness. Impatient and wanting to taste him, she pushed past his lips until their tongues met.
    Chloe smiled to herself when she heard Tristan moan against her lips, the sound both pleasing and arousing at the same time. Despite the fact that her head was reeling, she still remembered they were in a room filled with several dozen people. Regrettably, she broke away from Tristan’s passionate kisses and her eyes settled on the familiar still sitting obediently at the foot of the pillows.
    Although her first inclination was to send the young man packing, Chloe hesitated. For when she looked down at his bowed head, all she could think about was how erotic it had been to watch him with Tristan.
    “Are you ready to have a taste?” Tristan whispered close to her ear.
    Chloe looked away from the young man and looked into her husband’s green eyes and she didn’t see an ounce of jealousy, only understanding.
    “Yes,” she replied, her mouth beginning to water as she thought about all the delicious possibilities if they added the familiar to their love play.
    A sensual smile curled Tristan’s lips just before he planted a quick kiss on her lips. He then leaned over and took the familiar’s hand in his and pulled him closer.
    Chloe didn’t immediately reach out and touch the young man. Instead she simply sat there and drank in his beauty. Despite her yearning, she held back because she was still unsure of Tristan’s response.
    However, when Tristan began to stroke the small of her back reassuringly, Chloe felt some of her confidence return. Therefore, without further hesitation, she leaned forward and took the young man’s face in her hands then brought him nearer until he was only inches from her.
    Chloe ran her thumb along the familiar’s bottom lip, admiring the softness. Licking her lips in anticipation, she looked over the young man’s shoulder and her eyes locked with Tristan’s.
    “I can’t have all the fun, love,” Tristan chuckled.
    Knowing that Tristan was okay with what she was doing, Chloe turned her attention back to the familiar. Closing her eyes, she