They began kissing the moment Carl closed his front door. Gia considered it an act of sheer willpower that she had been able to resist him that long. He lived down the street from Two Brothers in the opposite direction from Betty's, in a small house on a hill. Gia shivered in the desert night air as they walked up the sidewalk. He opened the door and she stepped inside, then turned around and into his lips, waiting for hers. The warmth and energy of his lips felt like an electric shock that moved straight through her body, and she put her hands on his chest to stabilize herself.
"I've been wanting to do that all night," Carl said.
"Ditto," Gia replied. She kissed him again, pulling him toward her, and she began to undo his shirt. His chest was firm, broad, and warm. She ran her palms over his flesh and felt herself getting more and more aroused with each moment. She knew Carl was aroused as well; she could feel his arousal against her thigh as she stood with him. He pulled away and looked at her, his crystal blue eyes searching hers.
She gave no resistance as he grabbed....
Warning: this book contains steamy romance scenes and is not suitable for all ages.
©2015 Michael Henry van der Voort (P)2015 Michael Henry van der Voort
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