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Getaway

By DD Symms

Series : Book

Heat Rating 3

Released 2011-09-30

Word Count 15237

Keywords romance, erotica, dd symms, contemporary, bdsm, sex outdoors, oral sex, erotic romance, light bondage, m/f, lovers, lust

ISBN 978‐1‐926930‐85‐5

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Solitude is best when shared...

Marcie heads to the Angeles Mountains to recover after breaking things off with her fiancé. What was to be a week of solitary soul-searching, takes a whole new twist when a way too sexy up-and-coming film actor interrupts her skinny-dipping romp. Cole is on a getaway of his own, and it doesn’t take Marcie long to realize that solitude is best when it’s shared.

Cole’s voice wrapped her in a sensual blanket, igniting her imagination. Maybe her own lust simmered just beneath the surface and no one had ever been available to tap into it. Inspiration struck her to explore the opening to his heart. Lap dance. I could give him a lap dance. Isn’t that what men liked? She could stand and scoot his legs apart, lift her sweatshirt up her torso and reveal her bare breasts, then lean to kiss him and slowly move so he could kiss her neck. And then she could rise until he was tenderly kissing her breasts.

Marcie wanted to hear a man growl at her from a sexual wildness building inside him. She wanted to someone to grab her, pull her hair, and tell her that her tits were lovely. And he would fondle them and lick her nipples in the night air. Being polite to the point of unsatisfying had no value. That wasn’t really her. She quickly folded her arms across her chest.

"You okay?" He relaxed his embrace and ran fingers through her hair.

He brought her back to the moment. "Yeah." How much could exist deep in a person’s psyche in a place where it became so private it’s not possible to share, and live a life isolated from the one who’s supposed to share intimate secrets. "I don’t want that to happen to me."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, just thinking." Could she articulate her fantasy?

He ran a finger gently under her chin and looked in her eyes. "Me, too."

Marcie closed her eyes and parted her lips, touching Cole on his lips and opening her mouth slightly, giving him freedom to sweep his tongue inside. His breath carried a sweet fragrance that tempted her to explore more of him with her hand up his chest and along his neck, holding him like she held on to the trees when climbing up from the swimming hole to keep from falling and getting hurt. Her grip became tighter. Her lips worked with his, following his up and down motion, her tongue sliding against his, wrapping around it and discovering the softness and moisture. She held her thighs together and then parted them, wanting to quench her desire by having him inside.

"Your lips are sweet." He ran a hand along the inside of her left leg.

"Thank you." A simple expression that showed appreciation burst into thoughts, a shooting star lighting up a universe otherwise void of affection.