Hearts Are Wild

Hearts Are Wild by Cheyenne McCray, Patrice Michelle, Nelissa Donovan

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Authors: Cheyenne McCray, Patrice Michelle, Nelissa Donovan
Tags: Romance, Erotic
cupped the insides of her legs and slowly pulled them apart.
    Sabrina saw his nostrils flare as he stared down at her panties. She held her breath and her heart began to hammer in her chest as his fingers brushed against her damp underwear. The expression on his face, one full of desire and thoroughly focused as he touched her clit through her underwear, made her pulse thunder in her ears. When his thumb rubbed the highly sensitized flesh in small circles, her stomach tensed in anticipation.
    But she wanted him to feel as out of control as she felt, so she lifted herself up by pulling on his belt buckle with one hand while she clasped his sac through his jeans with the other hand. Josh’s breath came out in a ragged hiss at her aggressive action. Closing his eyes for a brief second, he placed his hand over hers, moving it to slide over his rock-hard erection.
    When she applied pressure to his erection through his jeans, he opened his eyes and bit out, “No, not yet.” He pulled her hand away from him, then reached around her hips, saying in a gruff tone, “Lift your hips, baby. I have to taste you.”
    “Josh,” she said while she complied with his request. Touching his hair as he slid her underwear down her legs, she finished, “You’ve got to be ready to explode. Enough. You’ve proven how easily you can make me fly apart.”
    Taking his hand, she pressed his fingers against her naked flesh, then slid one of them inside her channel and finished with a breathless whisper, “I’m ready for you, Cowboy.”
    Josh’s head snapped up and a muscle ticced in his jaw as he withdrew his finger from her body and quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling it through the loops then tossed it on the floor.
    When the belt’s buckle clattered against the hardwood, her stomach tensed and blood rushed to her sex at his I’ve-got-to-have-her-now jerky actions. As he leaned over her, the muscles in his arms flexed and she couldn’t resist touching them before she reached a hand between their bodies to unbutton his jeans.
    The phone rang, causing her to pause.
    Josh shook his head, silently telling her to ignore it. His expression took on a tortured, ravenous look as he glanced at her lips. He leaned closer, his mouth a breath away from hers and said, “You’ll never know the benefits of taking it slow if you don’t let me show you, darlin’.”
    He moved away from her lips and instead planted a kiss on the curve of her breast. The phone continued its incessant noise, each ring seeming to punctuate his seductive descent down her body as he lifted her shirt and kissed her belly, then moved to brush his lips against her navel before he slid lower to nuzzle the dark hair between her legs.
    Before he lowered his head to taste her, his gaze met hers once more. “I want to enjoy you before I lose total control. God knows once I’m inside this warm, sweet body of yours, it’ll take all the concentration I have to take it slow with you, Brina.”
    His answering machine picked up, but Sabrina was too caught up in his make-me-melt declaration to pay much attention to it. She nodded as she relaxed her thighs, giving him full access to her body.
    Josh didn’t say another word as he slid his hands behind her naked cheeks and clasped the firm flesh. Lifting her hips slightly, he lowered his mouth to her damp flesh.
    Just when Josh’s tongue made a long swipe from her opening all the way to her clitoris, a voice came across his answering machine, interrupting the sexual tension between them.
    Josh lifted his head and listened as a man’s voice came across the line. “Kelly, get your lazy, good-for-nothin’ ass over to answer the damn phone so I can chew it off. Why the hell did you tell Renee I’ve seen her skinny-dipping? I just got this phone call from her…” His friend then proceeded to mimic an upset female voice.
    “ Dirk Chavez, keep your peeping-Tom eyes to yourself. I can arrest your sorry ass, you know. ”
    Switching back to

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