Her Twin Surprise (Forsaken Sons Book 2) Elizabeth Lennox (free children's ebooks pdf TXT) 📖

So, he reached behind her and released the catch, pulling it off and tossing it away.  Then he looked down, staring at her breasts with the perfect, rose tipped nipples.  They were gorgeous and tempting.

And his!

“Now, you’re in trouble,” he groaned, lowering his head to taste and nibble, tease and taunt.  He heard her gasps, and relished them.  Moving lower, his hands preceded his mouth as he tugged her boring black slacks off, tossing them away.  And again, he noticed the horrible panties and tugged.  He wanted to rip them away, not wanting to ever see anything like that on her ever again.  So instead, he pulled them down her long, sexy legs, then moved up again, sliding his lips along her inner thigh.  She giggled and squirmed slightly, as if the touch tickled.  But he was on a mission and wouldn’t be denied.

When his mouth finally closed over that nub, he heard Stevie gasp.  But Janus continued, lapping away as he teased and tormented this new place, the special place that he loved more than anything.  Adding a finger to the mix, he sucked hard, then pulled away when she screamed.  He knew her well enough now that he could tell when she was close and Janus wasn’t ready to let her climax.  Not yet anyway.  He wanted to play.  He wanted to extend this as long as they could stand.

“Janus, please.  I can’t stand it!” she protested, arching her body so that she pressed that tender nub more firmly against his mouth.  He took the offering, sucking again, while his finger twisted around to the inside, massaging the same spot from the inside and outside.

That was all it took and she screamed his name to the heavens.  Janus continued the pressure for several long moments, but then felt her come back down and pulled away. His touch was soothing now, kissing her legs, her stomach, her ribs.  Stevie sighed contentedly, and that’s when the evil smile came back to him.  With a flick of his finger against her nipple, she gasped and lifted her head to glare at him.  “What are you doing?”

“Enjoying myself,” he answered, reaching for a condom.  He rolled it down his length, then moved over her again.  “I think this is my favorite position in the whole world.”

Slowly, with a skill that amazed her, Janus pressed into her heat.  Stevie lifted her legs, cradling him and urging him deeper into her body.  He felt so good.  So right!  She lifted her hips, feeling him fill her perfectly.  “Yes!” she gasped.

That’s when he started moving.  Last night, their lovemaking had been fast and furious, their touches out of control and their climaxes explosive.  Tonight, he moved slower, building the pressure, increasing the tension as she shivered with the need to reach that pinnacle again.

When it finally came, she whispered his name, clutching at his shoulders as he thrust into her over and over.  She might have climaxed again as he found his own satisfaction, but Stevie was so swept up by the pleasure, she couldn’t be sure.

And then he collapsed against her, his face buried in her neck and it was all she could do to breathe and not say something embarrassing.  Like that she might be falling in love with him.  That she really wanted to do that all over again.  Or that maybe she could…well, none of that was relevant.  This was Janus and, as well as he knew her body, knew how to make her scream with pleasure, she also knew him well enough.  He’d be gone soon. And then she’d have to deal with the inevitable heartache.

She wasn’t going to worry about that right now.  At this moment, Stevie wanted to feel more of Janus, to warm herself at the furnace that was his body.

“Damn woman!  This just gets better and better.”  He kissed the top of her head and rolled over, holding her against his chest.

She wanted to sing and laugh and dance.  And he…?

Stop it, she told herself firmly.  He was a guy.  Guys don’t feel the same way about sex.  Stevie hadn’t ever really thought about sex one way or another.  With her past boyfriends, it had been fine.  Nothing to write home about.  But with Janus, it had been magical.

Hiding her face against his hot chest, she reminded herself to get herself under control.

“Are you okay?” he demanded, shifting so that he could see her face.

Quickly, Stevie schooled her face and forced her lips into a smile.  “Yea.  I’m good,” she said, trying to be as casual as he was.  But inside, she felt raw and vulnerable.  He’d done things to her, taken her to heights that she hadn’t known existed!

Keep it cool, she thought to herself.  Cool and composed and casual.

“So, how was your day?” he asked, trailing his fingers along her spine.

She smiled, thinking he was sweet to ask.  “It was good.  I found some sticks I can use for my class.”

“You found them?” he asked, lifting his head slightly.  “Did you already buy them?”

She laughed, her hand resting against his chest.  “Of course.”

“But you’ll be reimbursed by the school, right?”

She laughed again, thinking he was cute.  “Nah.  This is my thing.”

He shifted so that he was looming over her.  “How much money do you lay out for your students?”

“I don’t know the exact amount of money, but rest assured that I take it out of my taxes.  So, no I’m not reimbursed by the school system, but it all evens out in the end.”

Janus didn’t like that.  Not one little bit.  Especially since he could see for himself how little she earned.  Not only was she working two jobs, but looking around, he noticed small things.  Like the fact that she couldn’t afford a sofa for her apartment.  There was a small kitchen table and