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He stood in the doorway dressed
in a dark charcoal gray suit with green accents. Green that only
enhanced the intensity of his eyes as they found and held her gaze.
He stepped through, allowing the door to close behind him and strode
with unwavering purpose directly toward Tahnee.
Only when he got inches from
her, did he slow. One arm reached for her and tugged her close into
his broad chest. His free hand cupped her soft face and held it in
place as his mouth lowered to land upon hers.
Dear Lord, this man can kiss.
Tahnee felt her knees buckle at the pressure of his lips on hers. It
was like she was a fine wine and he was all into the art of
wine-tasting. His tongue traced her full lips before descending into
the warmth of her mouth.
With a mind of their own, her
hands entangled themselves in the lapels of his suit coat and
pressed her body closer to his hard one. Her eyes drifted closed as
moisture swept through her like a raging river. The wetness he
created in her made Javon’s seem like the Kalahari Desert.
Her nipples were taut and
crying out for his touch. She wanted to remove his clothes and see
if his chest was as hard as it felt. Oh my God, it was heaven being
in this embrace.
Slowly he drew back from her
luscious mouth and sent her a bone-melting grin. “Sorry, I’m late
baby,” he said in a deep seductive voice. “I didn’t think work would
run that long.”
Copyright © Aliyah
Burke, 2007.
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