Harlequin Desire January 2021--Box Set 1 of 2 Maisey Yates (sad books to read .txt) 📖

“Hmm, I like a boxers man.”

She touched his velvety hard-on, tentatively at first, but then she took it firmly in her hand.

“Divya!” He breathed her name in a begging moan. She moved her hand up and down until he placed his own hand on hers, stilling her. She looked at him questioningly, but he moved her hands to her own waistband. He undid the button on her jeans and she slid them down. She was wearing one of her new purchases, the red lace panties. His appreciative moan told her it had been a worthwhile purchase. He touched her core through the soft fabric and she melted. She was hot and swollen and wet and she wanted him hard and fast.

She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties to take them off, but he stopped her.

“Not so fast.” He worked his fingers over the outside of her panties, circling her tight bud, pushing his finger slightly inside.

They felt the plane gain speed as it began to taxi down the runway.

Enough. If he was going to drive her mad, she was doing the same to him. The bed was behind him. As the plane rose in the air, she gave him a hard push and he stumbled backward. She pushed him again until he was sitting on the bed. She straddled him. Her panties were wet and she ground against him, enjoying his moan of pleasure. His mouth found her breast, and his tongue licked and teased while he cupped the other in his hand, his fingers rubbing her nipple until she felt intense pressure in her core.

It was tempting to give in to her release, but she knew it would be so much better with him inside her. When he came up for air, she got up, reached into her jeans for a condom and tore off the outside packaging. She’d been prepared for this moment. She took off her panties while he watched, his sky-blue eyes as dark as hers. Then she touched herself.

“Take off your boxers.”

He complied immediately, then reached over and took the condom from her. He quickly sheathed himself, and she stepped back toward the bed, spread her legs on either side of his knees and straddled him as she took him inside her in one slick motion.

He filled her just right, and the feeling was so intense, so perfect that she clutched him with her muscles, dug her fingers into his shoulders. She rocked and shuddered and shattered violently against his arousal, her climax so powerful that she screamed. He vibrated inside her and that brought a new wave of heat and pleasure coursing through her.

She rested her head on his chest, too blown away to speak. He circled his arms around her as she slid off him, pulling her close. She wrapped her arms around his chest and inhaled the scent of his soap and sweat and felt her core twitch with desire.

The plane shook as they hit a rough patch of air. She moved involuntarily and felt him harden.

Whoa. She’d had sex before. She liked sex. But what she’d had before was the kind of run-of-the-mill orgasm that her vibrator could accomplish. Ethan… Ethan was the master of finding all the right spots.

As she slid off him, he caught her wrist and she looked at him. His eyes smoldered with the same emotions that raged through her: unsatiated desire, surprise at how good it was between them, fear because of how good it was between them and perhaps a little anger that she’d brought them to this point. She gave him a half smile. Who knew what the future held for her, but at the moment, she had all the freedom in the world. She wouldn’t have to wonder what it would’ve felt like to be with Ethan. The longing would’ve consumed her. Now she could get it out of her system, just like she had with her dreams of being a singer.

He let go of her wrist, stood and went to the attached bathroom to get rid of the condom. Divya stood uncertainly, wondering whether she should get dressed. Should they sit and have a naked chat? What she really wanted was to go for round two. Make sure she hadn’t imagined round one.

He returned from the bathroom, tossed himself onto the bed, got under the covers and patted the space beside him. She crawled into bed and he pulled her against him, her back to his chest. He curled himself around her and she felt him getting hard, which made her own core tighten with anticipation.

“You had to do that, didn’t you,” he whispered in her ear, sending hot shivers down her spine.

“Would you rather I hadn’t?”

“It’s hard to answer that now, when the reality was better than my fantasy.”

“It’s better than wondering what could’ve been,” she said.

“Aren’t you the one who advised me not to go for women who are unavailable?”

She had, hadn’t she? And she definitely wasn’t available. Had she been so selfish in her desire for him that she hadn’t noticed him developing real feelings for her? She eased herself from his arms and sat up on the bed so she could look at him. “You’re not falling for me, are you?”

“Don’t you have a high opinion of yourself.”

“Well, I am pretty lovable.”

“And hot, don’t forget hot.” He reached for her and pulled her onto him so that their naked bodies molded together. She ground against him, getting him harder, then leaned toward him so her breasts tantalized his chest. He sucked on one hard nipple, then the other. She was already slick. He rolled her over so she was underneath him. From there, he went on an exploration of her body with his mouth that left her writhing with pleasure. He worked his way down from her breasts to her belly and finally to her core, where he teased her with his tongue and sucked her with his lips. When she couldn’t