Free Deliciously Erotic Romance Collection (The Blue Room, Frosted Midnight, Haunted Halloween, Frosted Midnight) by Breena Wilde Page A

my faults?”
    I thought about it. He’d left the first time without a word. The second he’d believed I was lying. His decisions were stupid, but I could understand why he did what he did. Before that, from the moment we met two summers ago, I knew he was the one. Time and a couple of bad decisions meant to protect, not hurt, couldn’t change that.
    “Yes,” I finally said, meeting his gaze.
    “Good.” He leaned forward and kissed me softly on the mouth. “Because I’m not through with you.” He kissed my neck behind the ear. “And I won’t ever be through with you, Willow St. James.” He pulled aside my nightgown and kissed my shoulder. “I love you. I love our daughter and I—” He paused, trailing kisses across my collarbone. “I want to spend my life with you.”
    Gracious, the things that man’s mouth could do to my body. He cupped a breast with a hand and I pressed into him, desperate to be close.
    His lips covered my mouth and he pushed it open, flicking his tongue inside. I met him and responded, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him to me.  He pulled back and I opened my eyes, questioning. “What?”
    “If we’re to be together I need your trust. I need your belief in me. I know there’s a lot about me you don’t know, but we belong together. Surely you feel that.” He placed a hand over my heart. “In here.”
    From the beginning I’d known he was the one and only man for me. My sisters said I should fuck other men just so I’d know the difference, so I’d be experienced and understand what I liked. But I’d never been able to fathom that. I knew what I liked: Austin’s touch, his kisses, the way he felt inside. Austin’s body fit with mine like we were made for each other. I didn’t need to have sex with someone else to prove that.
    I swallowed hard. “I do,” I said, touching his bottom lip with the tips of my fingers.
    As soon as I said the words, he was on me, kissing me hard. I returned the kiss, grabbing his hair in fists. He shrugged out of his suit coat and began to unbutton his shirt, but I tore it open. He smirked. “That’s what I mean. Fire.”
    I bit my bottom lip and pulled his shirt off him, then moved to his pants. He slid off his shoes and, once I had his belt off and the pants undone, he stood and pulled them off.
    “Get on your knees,” he commanded.
    I did, allowing the comforter to fall. He kissed me as his hands found my breasts. He took his lips from mine as he lifted the nightgown over my head. I was completely naked.
    Austin’s eyes ravaged my body. Heat swelled between my thighs, making me instantly wet. He kissed one nipple and then took it between his teeth and gently sucked. Then pulled harder.
    I cried out in pleasure, my hands moving to his shoulders and along the muscles of his back. I dragged my nails along his biceps and leaned over to kiss one. His skin was taut and warm, and he smelled like man and soap and a hint of cologne. 
    Austin switched nipples, sucking on the other one while he slid his hands down my sides to my waist. I let out another moan, lightly nipping at his shoulder.
    He groaned and pulled me to him and I felt his hardness against my stomach. I wrapped a hand around the long shaft through his boxer-briefs and he gasped.
    One of his hands cupped my ass while the other moved to my clit and massaged it softly. My thighs quaked with desire. He helped me lay back and then he pulled off his underwear, standing before me in all his delicious glory.
    “You’re too gorgeous for your own good,” I cooed, placing my hands above my head. His gaze was filled with heat. He climbed on the bed, opening my thighs.
    “I could say the same about you, Willow.” With his thumb he massaged my clit and slid one of his fingers inside. “You’re so wet.” He pulled it out and licked his finger.
    The tightness building between my thighs grew stronger. “I want you, Austin.” I sat up and wrapped a hand around his hardness, leaned down and