Free Deadly Obsession by Nigel May Page A

had become the highlight of her day so far, a moment that she was discussing with Riley as they lay on their backs staring up at the night sky behind their Bedrock-style guest-house. It was a luxury chalet that any Fred and Wilma would have been proud to call their home.
    â€˜Can you believe we were able to stroke the cheetahs? That was so amazing!’ squealed Amy, still high from the experience and the bottle of champagne she and Riley had enjoyed over dinner. ‘It was incredible to see them walking so tamely with their handlers. How wonderful of the people here to rescue and rehabilitate cheetahs that might not have lived had they not been saved. What a rewarding job. I couldn’t believe we were actually able to stroke them. I could so work here.’
    â€˜Not thinking of leaving me, are you?’ remarked Riley, his voice traced with a hint of worry.
    â€˜They were fabulous but I’d rather stroke you any day of the week. Your bite is pretty sensational.’ Amy ran her hand across her T-shirt and let it rest on her right breast. She could feel her nipple stiffening as she rubbed her finger gently across it. It was still a little bit tender from where Riley had been nibbling it with his teeth during an afternoon sex session they had enjoyed the moment they had arrived back at the guesthouse. Given the horniness Amy had been experiencing all day and the flower petals sprinkled liberally across the bed, the mood was one hundred per cent sexual and it had been mere seconds before they had both shed their safari clothes and made love. Their movements were frenzied and urgent, almost animalistic, the subject matter of the day perhaps influencing them sub-consciously. Riley had feasted on her body, allowing his tongue to dive straight into the sugary folds of her wetness, searching to quench his sexual thirst in the same way a parched beast would seek out the nearest watering hole. His own appetite satiated, Riley had moved his mouth to Amy’s breasts, feasting on the rosy pink buds he found there. Mixing the ferocity of a lion with the tenderness of a baby kudu, one of the many antelopes that roamed across the plains of Inverdoorn, he had expertly taken her peaks between his teeth as he ploughed the hardness between his legs into her. Their orgasms combined as Amy let out a howl of exultation worthy of a hyena.
    â€˜You all right there?’ asked Riley, noticing Amy’s hand on her breast.
    â€˜I was thinking about your bite. My boob is still quite tender, not that I am complaining. That was sensational, you were like a man possessed.’
    â€˜Possessed with love for you, yes. Now check out these stars. Have you ever seen anything so crystal clear?’
    â€˜Never,’ mused Amy. She and Riley had spent the last half hour lying on a towel on the floor outside the back of their guesthouse, as suggested by Inverdoorn’s staff. The night sky was pitch black but the stars and constellations dotted across the sky were sparkling unlike anything Amy had ever seen. Like rhinestones placed upon a sheet of the most luxurious black velvet. It was magnificent.
    â€˜They’re not like this over Manchester, are they?’ questioned Riley.
    â€˜Nothing could outshine you, my love,’ said Amy, her voice purring with suggestion.
    Riley spotted it straight away. ‘What are you after, Amy Hart? Are you trying to butter me up, young lady?’
    â€˜I was just thinking about those cheetahs again. How do you think they’d look at the house in Sale?’ Amy smirked to show that she was joking.
    â€˜I’ll buy you a concrete one to put by the front gates, all right?’
    â€˜But I want a kitty cat,’ mocked Amy. ‘A nice big one.’
    â€˜Then that’s what you shall have, my angel. The biggest kitty cat in Britain,’ replied Riley, rolling over to plant a kiss upon her lips. ‘I promise.’
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    A s Amy walked away from the travel poster and