Free I Married An Alien by Emma Daniels, Ethan Somerville Page A

where he lifted her face to his. She gazed dreamily back at him, her eyes misted, showing how relaxed she was.
    Yes, this wouldn’t be so difficult after all, Jordan thought as he gently touched his lips to hers.
     
    When I felt Jordan’s lips against mine, I almost jerked back, but his hand against the back of my head prevented me from moving even an inch. Suddenly I realized I didn’t want to.
    Never having been kissed before, I had no idea it could taste so good, so sweet and heady, although I suspected it more to do with the fact of who was dong the kissing; a drop-dead gorgeous man who knew just how to do it.
    His silky smooth lips continued to move seductively against mine, enticing me, urging me to taste more of him. Gently he nudged my lips apart with his soft tongue, which tasted even better, and I just had to draw it into my own mouth like the tastiest of morsels.
    He moaned again, pulling me closer so my breasts brushed against his bared chest. I felt my nipples strain against the materiel of my gown by the contact. He felt as hard as rock, but was infused with such warmth that I wanted to bask in his heat.
    As he held me tight, he continued to savor me, his tongue tracing the inside of my mouth, melding with mine as we drank in one another’s nectar.
    My hands seemed to move up out of my lap of their own accord, sliding up the front of the gaps in his silky shirt and gliding across his hot skin as they sought him out. My touch seemed to please him and another soft moan purred up his throat. He sounded more like a contented cat than a man.
    Finally my questing fingers reached his wide shoulders, and I slid them into his hair, not surprised to find it felt as soft and silky as my own new blonde tresses. I simply had to comb my fingers through it as his lips left mine to glide softly across my cheek. He kissed his way down my neck, and the feel of his hot mouth against the sensitive skin made me squirm as waves of delight cascaded through me.
    Then I felt his hand against my left breast, and a completely new sensation shot through me as his fingers stroked my nipple through the thin materiel. It was my turn to moan.
    “ Let me taste them,” Jordan growled thickly against my ear, his hot breath tickling my cheek.
    “ What?” I had no idea what he’d asked. I’d never known so much physical sensation existed. Or was it Anita’s body causing my responses? Whatever, it all felt so wonderfully intoxicating that I let him continue to muzzle my throat with his beautiful warm mouth.
    “ I want to taste you, all of you,” he murmured, as he slid the strap of my gown from my shoulder. When I realized he’d bared my breast, my ingrained modesty made me want to cover myself, but Jordan had already bent his blonde head to my breast.
    When he took my nipple into his mouth, a potent jab of fire shot through my chest. I drew back an involuntary gasp of pleasure, soon followed by another and another, as he traced his hot tongue around and around the tight bud.
    “ Stop, stop,” I begged, grabbing his hair into fists. “It’s too much. Too much.”
    “ I haven’t even begun,” he murmured against my skin. He nudged the materiel away to bare my other breast.
    Never in my life had I thought I’d end up in a situation like this; a gorgeous man suckling on my breasts as though it was his last meal. He continued to purr in that catlike way of his, and white hot bolts of fire kept flaring through me. I felt weak and disoriented, like I was drunk or stoned, two other things I’d never really experienced.
    Suddenly I found myself on my back with him leaning over me. His long hair dropped forward as he balanced himself on his bent elbows, his massive shoulders blocking out the light.
    “ You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes glittering silver as he gazed down at me.
    His impassioned words brought tears to my own eyes. I knew the real me was anything but. I tried to reach up to dash the wetness away, but the