Free OnlyYou by Laura Glenn

pull the right strap
of her chemise down over her shoulder. She shivered as goose bumps spread over
her arms. Gabriel lowered his lips to her shoulder, drawing them slowly,
seductively up to her neck while he slid the backs of his fingers down her
trembling arm.
    “Why can I not get you out of my mind?” he asked in a ragged
whisper against her neck.
    She whimpered and her head spun as he slipped his warm hand
around her waist, caressing her abdomen. He slowly planted kisses up and down
her neck, effectively drugging her senses. The stiff linen of her chemise
rubbed against her nipples, causing them to grow taut and achy.
    “Tell me, Katie,” he whispered as he turned her around in
his arms. He kissed her jaw, her cheek and dragged his lips to hers. “Tell me
how to get you out of my head.”
    He cupped her face in his hands, his mouth covering hers
hungrily. His lips were hard and searching and she quivered as little jolts of
electricity radiated down her legs. She sighed into his mouth and parted her
lips, surrendering to his passionate onslaught.
    Gabriel growled low in his throat and forced his tongue
between her parted lips. Emboldened, Kaitlyn thrust her tongue against his and
then languidly pulled it back, slowly drawing it across his bottom lip. He
dropped his hands from her face and quickly cupped her backside, hauling her up
against his chest and pressing his stiff shaft into her abdomen.
    He moved backward toward the door but then unexpectedly ran
into the chest of drawers instead. Eileen stirred in the bed a few feet away
and he froze, tearing his lips from Kaitlyn’s.
    Kaitlyn turned and watched Eileen carefully, afraid to
breathe. She felt herself slip down the length of Gabriel’s body and she looked
back up at him in a lustful daze.
    He stared back at her and she tilted her head to the side in
confusion as she watched the feral look in his dark eyes quickly become
replaced by a look of horror.
    He practically dropped her on the floor as he released her
from his arms and stepped back. “My apologies, madam.” He bowed his head
slightly and walked out the door.
    Kaitlyn stared after him, her heart suddenly feeling frozen
and her body shivering with unquenched desire. Her nipples throbbed and her
pussy felt empty and unfulfilled.
    She wasn’t certain why but she needed Gabriel to fuck her.
No man had ever made her feel like this before. Her desires were purely
primordial and she could think of little else other than sexual fulfillment at
his hands.
    She had never thought of herself as drop-dead gorgeous but
she knew she wasn’t unattractive. She may not have had a ton of experience with
men but she knew good and well that the male half of the species would never
pass up an opportunity to have sex. She was obviously a willing woman, so why
did the guy not simply throw her over his shoulder and carry her into his room?
What man wouldn’t take advantage of that?
    The longer she thought about it, the angrier she became. She
needed to know what it was he disliked about her so immensely that he couldn’t
bring himself to follow through with his sexual advances.
    She padded across the room and quietly slipped out into the
hallway. Raising her hand to pound on the door directly opposite of her room,
she paused, considering how the sound might cause more than just Gabriel to
enter the corridor. The last thing she needed was an eighteenth-century
audience while she demanded to know why Gabriel refused to fuck her. Instead
she rapped softly on the door and then placed her hands on her hips, preparing
for her confrontation.
    Her stomach fluttered nervously at the unfamiliar road she
now traveled. By no means a confrontational person, Kaitlyn usually just put up
with peoples’ behavior rather than calling them out on it. But now a primitive
female need propelled her beyond her comfort zone.
    After a few seconds, the door opened. Gabriel stared down at
her, seemingly surprised to see her. His mahogany hair had