into a remote corner on the dance floor. The DJ has been switching it up
between techno and remixed pop, but I don’t mind. It has a good beat, and I can
feel my muscles warming up as I start to work my body with the rhythm. I raise
my arms and place them around his neck and scoot closer to him. My body is
rubbing against his with blatant carnality. I can play this game too, as long
as I don’t have to speak. My body is drawn to his, so it’s no effort to let my
wanton moves carry me away with the song.
more disadvantages. We’re on a level playing field, and I must say I’m enjoying
the game immensely.”
back over his head and secure my fingers behind his neck. He hisses between his
teeth as my ass bumps his groin. I purposely do it again and nudge his slightly
erect penis with the cleft of my ass. A current tingles through my body at the
dance. My body slithers over his like a snake up a tree. I can’t stand any
distance between us. I want to touch him, feel his hard muscles beneath his
velvety skin, and bask in his growing erection as I brazenly press myself
against him. His breathing has picked up, and he begins to run his hands up the
sides of my thighs and under the hem of my dress. He goes no farther but teases
my senses with feather-light touches, and then he runs a hand up the back of my
thigh and squeezes my ass…hard. I gasp in surprise, but the move only heightens
may not be an animal, but I’m still a man, and you are provoking a hunger so
strong it’s all I can do to keep from driving myself deep within you,” he
growls in my ear. His warm breath on my skin sends an electric jolt down my
neck and across my belly. My womb clenches as moisture gathers between my legs.
His hand is now massaging my bottom, while his other one climbs up my stomach
and skims across my breasts, brushing up against my hard nipples, and pulling a
strangled gasp from my lips.
breathlessly. I’m shocked by my voice. It sounds so husky and leaden with lust.
He places both hands on my hips and pulls me into his fully erect cock. He’s
thick, hard, and ready for what I would willingly give.
my shoulder and work their way back up, nibbling on my sensitive flesh.
Masculine hands press into my hips, working down my belly to the apex of my
thighs. I inhale sharply at the contact and tremble in his arms. A throaty
chuckle next to my ear melts any defenses I have left.
to the delicate shell of my ear. Hot and moist, his tongue slowly licks up the
skin behind my ear and then slowly works back down. A hard shudder works
through me as the burn building between my legs mounts to a frustrating peak. I
need release, and I want it now.
skirt and up around my behind. At the first contact, I nearly jump from his
arms, but he has me held securely against his rock-hard body. My back is to
him, his arm like a vice around my waist, while the other works its way into my
me. The darkness alludes to a false sense of privacy. I can’t hear anything but
his breathing. I can’t feel anything but the rocking motion of my hips as my
body strains for contact with his. I feel a sharp tug, and my panties fall…
Coakley received an Associate degree in Business Administration from Walters State Community College, and a Bachelor of Business Management degree from East Tennessee State University. Her debut novel Kairos is the inaugural installment of a new paranormal romance series.