Free Stitches in Time by Diana Hunter Page B

lacing her fingers behind his neck and holding on tightly, she let her head fall back. A river of golden-red hair tumbled over his arm exposing her long, slender neck to his kiss. Twirling her toward the bed, he bent to kiss that vulnerable whiteness. He felt the vibration of her moan through his lips and he kissed her neck again.
    Maggie pulled herself up to nuzzle against his ear, but Liam pulled back, raised her up several inches higher—and dropped her on the bed. She shrieked and put her hands out as she bounced, her laughter filling the room again.
    The edge of the tapestry frame rested alongside her arm, but before she could pick it up, Liam reached for it.
    “Let’s just set this little fellow aside for the moment, shall we?” Grinning, he started to set it on the dresser.
    “Oh, me boy-o, don’t put me upside down again!”
    “Sorry, Seamus, my friend. I don’t much care for an audience right now.” Liam deliberately turned the frame over and set it face down.
    Maggie giggled. “You named the leprechaun?”
    Liam’s mischievous grin answered her. “Well, it just seemed the little guy should have a name, that’s all. Ms. Andrews, you are a beautiful woman and I want you very much.”
    She giggled again and gestured toward the bulge under the towel. “So I can see. Well, Mr. Finnerty , what are you waiting for?”
    Liam stripped the towel from his waist in one quick motion. His magnificent cock stood straight out, the dark head pulsing with his arousal. A bit of pre-come already glistened at the tip and Maggie’s eyes darkened with desire.
    She slithered around on the bed, turning over onto her stomach and lying lengthwise so that she held herself up by her elbows just at the edge of the bed. Her nipples had grown hard under the shirt that now rode up, exposing her rear to his view. She wiggled her ass, enticing him, mischief in her eyes. And when he stepped forward, his long cock right before her face, she complied, wrapping her diminutive hand around his thick shaft and teasing the smooth, velvety tip of his cock with her warm, wet tongue.
    His groan gave her a deep feeling of satisfaction. Widening her mouth, she leaned forward to close her soft lips around the entire tip of his cock, permitting him to revel in her tight, wet, warmth. Caressing the head of his cock with her tongue, she tasted her fill of him, her body unable to remain still on the bed as her own need grew.
    Damn, but the woman turned him on. Power surged through his body at the sight of her stretched out on the bed, her warm eyes turned up toward him and her sensuous lips wrapped around his cock. “Yes, woman. Suck me.”
    Maggie grinned around her mouthful of cock. She had always preferred strong men. Not that she had that many lovers in years past, but she was no virgin, despite being chaste for the last several years. Lowering her eyes to appreciate the beauty in front of her, she sucked hard and pulled more of his hard cock into her mouth. The ridges of his throbbing veins rubbed her tongue as she slid it along the underside of his thick shaft.
    Liam was tall and broad shouldered, with a cock to match his size. She tried to take it all, but found only about two-thirds of it could fit into her mouth and down her throat in the position she was in. Pulling away, she started to shift position when he stopped her.
    “No, not yet. Take off that shirt, Maggie girl.”
    With a brazen smile, Maggie kneeled on the bed facing him. Her fingers undid the buttons, pulling apart the sides of the shirt to reveal her ample breasts, heavy with arousal. Her nipples, reddened and hard, tingled as the shirt passed over them. Tossing it toward the pile of clothes already on the floor, Maggie sat back on her heels and cupped her breasts, holding them up for his inspection.
    His own hand rubbing along his cock, he watched her play with herself. The tigress he had glimpsed last night was now a playful kitten, grinning at him with an abandon he had only