Running from a past that threatens to haunt her for the rest of
her life, Rayne Carrington finds herself in Eden’s Ridge by chance. She
promptly makes the tiny, serene town her home and finally finds some semblance
of peace. Six months later, she encounters a dangerously alluring stranger, who
turns her world upside down with his mere presence. Soon she is caught in a web
of temptation that is too overpowering to deny. But how does she handle a man
who is hell bent on resisting her at all cost?
Christian Stockwell returned to his hometown of Eden’s Ridge, to
find a beautiful stranger living under his roof. He is instantly bewitched by
her loveliness but he knows that he cannot allow himself to have her. He struggles
to rein in the lust he feels for her but how long will he be able to resist
such sweetness? It won’t be long before he must surrender to sweet serendipity.
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“Do you want to know how many women I’ve
been with, Rayne?” he asked her, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand.
She whimpered and looked up at him with wary eyes, shaking her head slowly.
“Good…’cause I really couldn’t tell you.
And that’s because I have no fucking clue, sweetheart. It would’ve been
impossible for me to keep track of them all.” Christian’s words were
deliberately harsh and he was grimly satisfied when he noted her discomfited
wince in response.
He continued, determined to press home
his point. “At the risk of sounding like a total asshole, I’m letting you know
that I’ve been with so many women, I can’t possibly remember all their names or
their faces. Women of all ages and races. Women from all walks of life.” He
watched the play of emotions tarnishing her features as he spoke, satisfied
that he was getting under her skin when she twisted uncomfortably in her seat.
“But I don’t do virgins, Rayne…or
almost-virgins for that matter. Sweet and innocent is a playground way outside
my field of experience, do you understand me?”
He knew the exact moment her hackles
rose, felt her stiffen suddenly and her eyes became icy hard. “What makes you
think I’m so sweet and innocent, huh, Christian? Just because I haven’t been
banging every guy that crosses my path…”
“But
I don’t do virgins, Rayne…or almost-virgins for that matter. Sweet and innocent
is a playground way outside my field of experience, do you understand me?”
He knew the exact moment her hackles
rose, felt her stiffen suddenly and her eyes became icy hard. “What makes you
think I’m so sweet and innocent, huh, Christian? Just because I haven’t been
banging every guy that crosses my path…”
Christian pressed a finger to her lips
to silence her flow of venom. “Shhh. Just listen to me. I’m giving you an out
here…take it. I’ve told you before to stay away from me—that was for your own
good. If you take my advice, we can just go on about our business from here,
pretending this morning never happened.”
Rayne’s chin jutted up in defiance and
she rose from her seat so that her luscious body pressed up against his hard
muscled frame, causing his cock to jump with delight. “What if that’s not what
I want?” she whispered, licking her lips. “What if I want you to show me what
it’s like to not be so sweet and
innocent?”
Christian squeezed his eyes shut to
block out the tantalizing image of her soft pink tongue wetting those full,
perfect lips and groaned. “Don’t. Tempt. Me,” he told her through gritted
teeth. “’Cause right now I’m about a heartbeat away from spreading you across
this goddamn countertop and fucking you till you can’t see straight!”
Rayne whimpered softly and her eyes
turned to liquid fire. In one swift motion she stretched up and pressed her
lips to his in a hot openmouthed kiss. Startled, Christian was powerless to
resist her. His lips parted involuntarily and his tongue thrust out to engage
in a primitive dance with hers. Her delicate hands slid around his waist,
pulling his hips closer so that his pulsing, needy cock lodged fully against
the jutting mound of her cleft.
Her dress rode up around her hips as
they kissed ardently, and the heat from her thinly covered sex almost brought
him to his knees. Dragging his lips from hers, he pushed the dress up further so
it bunched around her waist before grabbing her small waist and lifting her up
unto the countertop. “Innocent my ass, you’re a fucking minx!” He growled
almost angrily, planting hot kisses just below her breasts and on her taut
stomach. His lips traveled even further down to where he could smell her potent
desire for him.
Her fingers jammed in his hair and she
gripped his head firmly, writhing with pleasure under his touch. “Oh hell,
Christian…God, I need you!”
Her words fueled the fire coursing
through his loins and he grabbed both her legs, pushing them up until her knees
were fully bent and her feet rested on the counter beside her. Her soaked
crotch was now deliciously spread out before him.
“Fuck, you smell fantastic…goddammit! I
bet you taste like sin.” He growled, then ripped the seat of her panties aside
so he could clasp his mouth over her hot, wet cunt.
“Ahhh…mmm…Oh God!” Rayne’s hands
released his head to grip the edge of the counter, balancing herself as
Christian devoured her pussy like a hungry beast.
He ran his tongue through the slick
folds of her cunt, licking up her leaking juices. He slid his tongue along the
slit repeatedly, back and forth, back and forth until she cried out, hips
bucking up to meet his mouth. His tongue darted inside her opening, undulating
briskly before he turned his attention to her jutting clit. His mouth closed
over the nub, sucking hard and Rayne’s hands immediately came up to clutch his
shoulders, fingers sinking into his flesh as she ground her hips into his mouth.
“Oh God…Oh God…Oh my God! Yes!” she panted.
She leaned back and spread her hands
flat on the counter behind her, opening herself even more to his greedy mouth.
Christian reached between her legs to sink two fingers into her sopping cunt
and began to lick her clit in swift, steady strokes of his tongue while his
expert fingers worked her over.
As the first convulsive clench of her
tight pussy walls gripped his fingers, the doorbell rang. He froze for a
fraction of a second, before continuing to lick at her clit, pumping his
fingers in and out of her hole. By the time the bell rang a second time,
Rayne’s hips were bucking uncontrollably, her pussy clenching in vicious spasms
as she came with the force of a fucking freight train on his face.
About Kelsie Belle
Kelsie Belle wears many hats – wife, mother and teacher are just a
few. But the erotic romance writer hat is by far her favorite. She has been a
storyteller for as long as she can remember, her characters live inside her
overactive mind and a thousand stories come to life in her head every day.
She’s been writing down her sweet romances ever since she was a teenager but in
her early twenties, Ms. Belle became interested in erotic romance novels and
her own stories took a turn for the sensual since then.
Kelsie is wildly gregarious by nature. She considers herself
‘forever 21’ and enjoys reading contemporary romance, Science fiction and
fantasy, listening to music and dancing like there’s no tomorrow. A caffeine
addict that lives life from one coffee mug to the next, she’s always on the go,
ready and waiting for the next adventure.
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