Chapter Two-1
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Chapter Two
“Ellie.”
Ellie opened her eyes when she heard him whisper her name. She found herself staring up into his deep brown eyes. The smoldering desire and tender passion she saw in them set off an intense frisson of arousal through her body.
His face was the same: high cheekbones, a strong jaw framed by sideburns, a sexy dimple in his chin. His lips were smooth, masculine, making her desire his kiss. His hair was dark, like a raven’s feathers, longer on top, short around the sides.
Her gaze flickered down the length of him. He was naked under his robe, as always, standing over her body, supine on the bed. Only her gauzy nightgown covered her. He could see right through it. The points of her erect n*****s brought out the devil in his grin.
“Touch me, Ellie.” He sat down beside her on the bed.
Heat smoldered in her loins at the command. She could feel the heat from his body. Desire throbbed between her thighs. Obediently, she reached out, laying her palm flat on one broad expanse of muscle. His chest was strong with a soft coating of silky dark hair. She watched his eyes flutter closed, a smile about his lips. Her touch seemed to please him.
He covered her hand with his large one. The skin was rough, calloused, the hands of a man who worked hard. His chest rose and fell under her hand, his breathing husky with need. Gently, slowly, he pushed her hand downward, over the hard plane of his stomach.
Ellie caught her breath as her fingertips brushed over the line of hair that trailed down the hard plane of stomach, down further. She let out a slight gasp. He’d never taken her this far before. She heard a soft moan escape his throat. He was going to have her touch him. Looking down in the shadowy light, she saw his erection, full and hard, waiting for her touch. She felt her musk begin to pool between her legs as her fingers brushed his pubic hair.
“Touch it, Ellie,” he whispered. His voice was ragged. He guided her hand, opening her fingers. Then he wrapped it around his…
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