Free Thigh High by Bonnie Edwards Page A

off the conversation. He pulled his fingers out and licked them.
    She stroked his cock with languid care, making his belly tighten.
    She sighed and opened her legs. The woman from last night, relaxed and free, came out from under her nerves, and Daniel settled in to enjoy every moment of her company for as long as he had it.
    â€œStay with me, Frankie; it’s too soon to lose this.”
    â€œYes, too soon.”
    He slid into her and rocked her into an orgasm that took him too.
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    Two hours later, she knew she should deal with the disturbing news of the man on the yacht, but she’d been dealing for six months and she was tired. Tired of running, of hiding, of trying to keep her sister out of harm’s way.
    Meetings out the wazoo. Being chased, harassed, photographed, her emotions left raw and bleeding. Her family had been blown to the far corners of the earth. It was all too much. She needed to crash.
    What better place to land than here, with Daniel. The man with the golden touch and the softest, most versatile lips she’d ever come across. She giggled at the thought.
    To come across his lips was something she planned on doing several times today. Beginning now…
    He blew a raspberry on her belly!
    Just when she was settling in for some serious lovin’ he got silly. She squealed when he did it again.
    â€œThat’s better,” he murmured as he trailed his lips lower. Sensation speared her as he nuzzled at her curls. Buried deep in her folds her clit plumped and filled. Remembered response. Her body already anticipated the slow build of tension Daniel was so good at.
    She shuddered. “That’s so good,” she praised, smiling inside at the raspberry. The man knew exactly what to do to make her forget her troubles.
    No one knew she was here with Daniel. She was safe for as long as she stayed out of sight.
    She closed her eyes and let Daniel’s easy strokes carry her along to glory. He slid his palms beneath her hips and raised her to his face.
    â€œOpen for me, Frankie, I love to look at you.”
    She slid two fingers to her pussy and widened her lips for him. The tip of his tongue found her clit and rocked her hard with a fluttering that carried her over the edge. Held up this way, she couldn’t move her hips but had to leave it to Daniel to press and take her higher before she fell, fell, fell into the abyss of exquisite sensation only Daniel could create.
    Before the inner pulses died away, he shattered her again with an invasion of cock that stole what breath she had left. She took him in to the hilt and rocked him past all thought and deep into the world of sensation he’d created.

7
    â€œI ’m leaving him,” Fiona said.
    Frankie pressed the phone to her ear. “Oh, give me a break. Leave Bernie? Are you insane?” She was, Frankie realized. Fiona was nuts. “You’ve been engaged for three years and together since high school. You’re not leaving Bernie.” Besides, she’d been saying that same thing since they met. Frankie had hoped that having a longed-for wedding would stop the nonsense. But no, apparently her sister had tuned out the “til death do you part” section of the vows.
    â€œWe’re stuck up here with nowhere to go but fishing. It’s cold, it’s wet and I want to go home.” Home meaning more than the place they grew up. Frankie gripped the receiver tighter.
    â€œI’d like our lives back to normal too. We have to hang tough a while longer.”
    Her sister sniffed into the phone. “You’re right. It’s just—it’s been so long. And Bernie’s having the time of his life. He’s found a bunch of hunters and guys who fish to hang with. I’m lonely.” A social butterfly, Fee wasn’t used to being left to her own devices. Frankie took a deep breath and prayed for patience.
    â€œYou don’t know how lucky you are to have Bernie.” She