Double Dating with the Dead by Karen Kelley (best fiction novels to read .txt) 📗

of pleasure throughout her body. Her arms circled around him, drawing him closer. Her breasts rubbed against the springy hairs on his chest, adding to her pleasure.

All too soon, he ended the kiss, but before she could protest, he moved his mouth to her breast, running his tongue across her tight nipple before sucking it into his mouth. She whimpered, her hands running over his firm back, feeling his muscles bunch.

When he moved to her other breast, she slid her hand from behind him and moved it so that she could touch him. He gasped when she slid his foreskin down, then back up. She enjoyed giving him pleasure. Enjoyed seeing the look of pure ecstasy on his face as she continued to stroke him.

In one motion, she pushed him to his back, not that he put up much resistance. She’d always known he was a pushover. Grinning, she slid down his body, kissing and caressing every inch of the way until she was as far as she wanted to go.

She lay on her side, staring at him. He groaned. She smiled.

Lightly, she ran her fingernails on each side of his erection. He arched his body. She blew her breath over him, then watched as his hands gripped the sheets.

Enough torture. She repositioned herself until she was on her knees. She licked up him, then down.

“Ahh…”

She’d thought he’d like that. But that was only the start of what she wanted to give him. She took him inside her mouth, sucking, feeling the smooth texture of him against her tongue. This was nice. She was enjoying herself as much as he liked what she did to him.

“Enough,” he moaned. “I have a condom in my pants pocket.” He made to reach for it, but she got to it first.

“Let me.” She got it out, then sat back on her heels beside him on the bed. She tore the foil packet with her teeth, watching him. When she had it out of the package, she rolled it over him, slowly sliding it down.

“You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”

“No, never, but if you’ll let me, I’ll take you to heaven and back.”

Not waiting for a response, she straddled him, positioning herself over him, then lowered her body. Slowly, she moved up and down him. He filled her. She clenched her inner muscles. He moaned and squeezed her waist. She increased her movements. She tightened again and again. Ah, God, it felt so good. She lost herself in the incredible sensations. Heat spread over her. Hot liquid heat until her body felt as if it would explode into a million tiny pieces.

The first orgasm rippled over her, becoming stronger and stronger until she had to cry out or explode. He grabbed her waist harder, rocked his hips against her, then cried out as he came.

She melted against him, tears filling her eyes as she laid her head in the curve of his neck. This was right, this was good.

“I think I saw angels,” he said.

Chapter 26

Trent snuggled next to Selena’s warmth as morning light streamed into the room. He sensed that she was awake. “Good morning.”

She sighed. God, he loved the way she sighed. The sound washed over him, sending shivers up and down his spine.

“Morning.” Her voice still held the last vestiges of sleep. “Coffee,” she groaned, dragging her eyes open.

He grinned. “That’s not exactly what I was thinking about.”

“Need food…and coffee.”

“As in food, I gather you mean doughnuts?”

She stretched like a contented cat. “Chocolate covered.”

“I’ll make a deal. I’ll run and get the doughnuts if you’ll start the coffee.”

“Deal.”

“Besides, I want to get some flowers for a certain lady.”

“Ahh, that’s so sweet. I love flowers.”

He chuckled. “They’re not for you.”

She rolled partially over and frowned at him. “And just who is this other lady?”

“Matilda. She told me you’d fallen into the well. If it hadn’t been for her…” He didn’t even want to think about it. “I thought you’d left with Paige.”

She shivered. “Then throw in another bouquet from me.”

He climbed from the bed and pulled his clothes on. Selena lay there just watching him. He liked the way she watched. Coffee first, doughnuts and then sex. Lots of sex.

It didn’t take long for him to finish dressing and drive to the doughnut shop. He grabbed a dozen chocolate-covered doughnuts, then headed for the nearest florist. Matilda reminded him of daisies. He bought two bouquets and hurried back to the car.

Maybe he and Selena would take Matilda and Hiram out to dinner one night as a thank-you. They probably lived on a fixed income and didn’t get to eat in a restaurant that often. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

He pulled in front of the hotel, cut the engine and grabbed his purchases before getting out.

“Is she okay?” Matilda asked.

He smiled. He hadn’t seen her come from around the corner. “Selena is fine.”

Matilda smiled. “Good.”

“These are for you.” He held the flowers out toward her.

“They’re so pretty. I love daisies. Hiram will enjoy them, too. Put them on the kitchen table where me and Hiram can see them.”

He stumbled to a stop. Oh, damn, Matilda wasn’t all there. Old age, forgetfulness. No wonder the fire boys or an ambulance hadn’t shown up last night. She’d probably forgotten to call. He cleared his throat. “We’d like to take you and your husband out one night…for supper. As our way of thanking you.”

“Haven’t you figured it out yet?” she asked.

He’d play along with her. “Figured what out?”

“Why, that I’m a ghost, dear.”

He sucked in a deep breath. Oh, God, it was worse than he’d thought. “You probably haven’t talked with Selena, but we’ve come to an understanding. She believes in ghosts. I don’t.”

A man appeared beside her. He just appeared. From out of the blue. Trent stumbled back a step, blinking to clear his vision.

“Hey, young whippersnapper, whatever Matilda says you can believe. I’ve never known her to tell tales.” He chuckled. “Maybe stretch the truth a