Simply Sinful (Simply Series Book 1) by Carly Phillips (best manga ereader .txt) 📗
- Author: Carly Phillips
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Being with this man wouldn’t be slow and easy. It wouldn’t be controlled and simple to understand. She didn’t want it to be. Her first step toward recognizing herself as a woman meant accepting what she’d believed impossible. A wild abandon existed in her soul, waiting for the opportunity to be set free.
Other men had touched—and they’d turned her ice-cold. No one else had inspired such gut-wrenching need. But Kane had seen beyond the packaging to the woman inside, and because he had, Kayla came together at last—body, heart, and soul. She didn’t care if she’d only know him one night; she felt so much more. She wanted him and she wouldn’t, couldn’t restrain the gnawing hunger any longer.
Standing on her tiptoes, she placed a full, openmouthed kiss on his lips.
His body shook, and the tremors vibrated through her as he grabbed her waist and pulled her roughly against him. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Kayla gathered her courage and repeated his words of earlier that night. “No, but you could show me.”
* * *
Kane expelled a harsh breath. She’d brought him too close, too fast. He hadn’t held back tonight and looking into her clear gaze, he couldn’t start now.
He grabbed for her hand and placed it on the front placket of his jeans.
“Oh.” Her gasp of surprise was telling.
If she were as smart as she was supposed to be, she’d pull back before things got out of hand. The rational part of him hoped she would. Instead, she cupped him firmly in her palm and molded her fingers to the faded denim, tracing the weight of his arousal pushing restlessly against the restricting denim.
He closed his eyes and tried to think…of sports. Tonight’s game, that ought to keep his mind off sex while her hand explored and his body throbbed. Last thing he needed was to embarrass himself before things even got started. The weight and pressure of her fingers was driving him mad. And then she went to the button on his jeans. Baseball, he reminded himself. Bats, balls, stolen bases, and home runs…Damn, this was a bad idea.
He grabbed for her wrist. “Enough.”
“Why?”
He met her startled gaze. “Ever hear of too much too soon?”
Understanding lit her gaze while his traveled the length of her and back again. Large breasts rounded beneath the tight top and her rigid nipples pushed through the thin, white material despite the bra underneath. Her black jeans were fitted, accentuating full hips and generous curves. Kane had had his share of women, and they’d had one thing in common. They spent too much time at the gym trying to be model-thin, or had put themselves on ridiculous diets he’d never understand.
Kayla had eaten what she pleased tonight and enjoyed every mouthful. And he’d enjoyed watching her. He wondered if her sexual appetite was as unbridled.
Twice, and she hadn’t been thrilled at the admission. What had those experiences been like for her? His dick still ached from a touch that hadn’t been hesitant but…experimental. Despite the body made for sex and sin, this woman was fresh and new.
“I don’t really believe there’s such a thing as too much, do you?”
“Why don’t we find out?”
She touched a soft hand to his cheek, and he knew. She trusted him, yet everything about them was a lie. He’d known enough about her going in to wrap her around his finger, and he’d done it easily. He hadn’t counted on being floored himself.
Since she believed he’d be leaving the state after tonight, he could give them both a time to remember. No risk involved for either one. She was too good at chipping away at the rough exterior he’d built and relied upon to survive. If not for the softness in her, if not for the softness she brought out in him, they’d be in a sweaty tangle on the floor by now.
He held his hand toward her. Her fingers twisted in his, he led her to the oversize chair beside the table. He sat down and lowered her into his lap, facing him. “Still cold?”
She turned so she straddled his hips with her own and met his gaze head-on. “Not anymore.” He heard a smoldering heat in her voice. “Or should I say yes so you’ll warm me?”
Her impish grin was at odds with the questions in her eyes. Kane decided to erase those, as well as all rational thought.
He wrapped his hands around her waist. “How about you say nothing at all?” he asked and sealed his mouth to hers.
She tasted as good as before. She made him as hot as before—only faster this time. He pulled her top from her waistband, needing to feel, taste, and savor the sensations only she aroused. She raised her arms to make his job easier, and before he could blink, he was facing his fantasy.
Ever since stealing a glimpse of Kayla Luck through a glass storefront window, Kane had been waiting for this. He traced the edge of white lace surrounding her plump breasts, feeling her soft flesh beneath his fingertips.
Her chest rose and fell in time to her rapid breathing, but she held his gaze and didn’t say a word.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re beautiful,” he said.
Her smile lit up her face. “Don’t worry. If I let you get this far, I believe the compliment.”
“Unlike this morning.” He hated that she didn’t trust easily.
She shrugged. “I didn’t know you this morning.”
“And you do now.”
She laughed, and he discovered even her grin made him hard.
Reaching around her, he unhooked the clasps of her bra and pulled the garment off, exposing all of her for view. The blood in his veins pumped fast and furious
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