“Why did I listen to my friends?” Cara muttered, standing on the edge of a boulder. She gazed into a pool of water under a waterfall, incredulous they talked her into a rain forest escape. The tropics were one hell of a place for a vacation. What started out as a way to get relaxation from the city heat turned, in a blink, from enjoyment to a nightmare.
“Are you lost?” the husky male’s voice called out.
“Huh?” Startled, she turned to face the rugged specimen of a man standing a few feet away. The gorgeous, tan-skinned, and taut abs put any boyfriend she ever had to shame. He flashed a wicked grin as a pair of dark, stormy eyes captured hers.
“Are you lost?” He repeated.
“Yes. I was naughty and left the group an hour ago.” She swallowed hard. “I heard the water and ended up here.” She should have been frightened, but something about him got other juices flowing.
“Naughty? I can understand that.” He closed the distance like a stalking big cat. “It’s hot. You want to swim?”
Before she answered, a cloudburst drenched them in a cool rain. “I don’t think it’s necessary now.”
“You lost too?”
“No.” He stepped closer.
“Who are you?”
“Jaguar. This is my forest.” Leaning in, he kissed her passionately.
She couldn’t remember how they ended up on the ground, fondling each other in the rain. Regardless, the Costa Rican vacation turned into an adventure she’d never forget.
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Eternal Possession by Lila Munro
Jenna had done it again, gone home with the one person she couldn’t have. Danny had never explained why, just said it was what it was. She couldn’t argue with the fact the sex was hot, but there was always a strange longing after they slipped apart in the wee hours. There was more and she wanted it, yet he continued to refuse.
Now here she was questioning how smart leaving in the middle of the night was being she had no idea where she was, had no transportation and the ground shuddered beneath the weight of thunder. Always one for discretion, Danny always blindfolded Jenna before taking her up the mountain to his private playground. Closing her eyes, vowing never to do this again, she turned and started off in what she thought might be a southerly direction.
A half-hour later, with sheets of water pelting her skin like tiny ice daggers, Jenna pushed her hair back from her eyes and looked up to find Danny staring at her, a flash lighting his powerful frame against an oily sky. His eyes pierced her, glowing amber as they did when he was a hair past pissed. He grabbed her stringy, drenched hair in his fist and pulled her against his chest.
“No more running, love,” he whispered across her pulse leaping in her throat. “No more.”
Jenna swore she heard her skin rupture beneath his teeth as he sank them into her throat, possessing her, making her his for eternity.
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I Can Still Taste You… By Lenore Elliott
Worlds apart and yet we came together. I never knew you would become all that is vital to being alive. Your sighs helping me to breathe, your smile like the sun rising—your heartbeat matching mine, the feel of your silky tightening around my cock, around my heart, around my soul. You knew I loved you—knew there was no one else for me. You feared it as it was too frightening to be the center of my world.
I dream of it, almost every night, as its essence rolls in with the tide. The crash of the waves… the crash of my heart, the tilting of my world. Fire still consumes me from the memory of the way your soft curves met with my hard lines, your arms wrapping me in the splashing splendor of the rain. You fit me like a wet silken glove, sliding along my aching need that only you could bring.
I had to face it that you were the one—the one that was meant for me.
In my mind, your scent still lingers, sweet and floral drifting through my soul. I savored you on my lips your flavor like the rain, pouring through my soul. My heart matching the clash of thunder, my mind filled with all that is you.
Every day, I search for you along the sand, a memory washed away by the ocean tide, leaving no trace that you were ever there. Yet, I can still taste you like the rain.
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A Wave of Passion by Andrew Weston
The stinging rain and blinding spray went unnoticed by the couple perched precariously on the rocks, their urgent embrace interrupted only minimally by the salty tang that intruded between the hot passions of their lips.
Who she was, he didn’t know. A lost soul like his, drawn by morbid fascination to the shoreline to witness the end in preferred solitude.
Too late to run! Too late to seek shelter! They had found unexpected absolution in each other’s arms as the monster wave approached through the storm.
She had asked, “Do we have time for this?”
He had replied, “We can only try.” before both of them had submitted to their primal instincts to find solace before the end. Each racing to achieve the ultimate release before fate overtook them.
A tumult of sensations built within them in their last moments, filling their private cocoon with a rabid heat that blotted out the fear and drove them towards the final climax they would ever experience.
“Yes!” she cried.”
“Together!” he echoed.
In union, their excitement crested as another wave broke over them and swept them away in its cruel embrace, leaving only an echo of their consummation behind.
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Homecoming By Kerrianne Coombs
Rain battered against the cabin windows, and wind howled through the roof. The fire danced inside the hearth throwing shadows around the
room, the orange glow the only source of light in the small space.
“Come to me, Shay.” Craig’s deep voice hit her ears and danced through her insides as Shay made her way to the man who held her heart. He stood in front of the fireplace, his rain soaked shirt dumped at his feet. He still wore his jeans but Shay could see the effect of his arousal as it pushed impatiently against his zipper.
Heat prickled her skin and desire tightened her chest, as the man she
had been waiting for called to her and demanded that she move to him.
His dark eyes watched her with a steady calm, and his muscular chest rose and fell with relaxed ease, a complete contrast to Shay and her trembling limbs.
“Let me warm you, Shay. Let me touch you the way I have dreamed for so long.”
He reached out and pulled her close, the heat from his body a seductive balm to her frayed nerves. Oh, how she had missed him. All those months waiting for him to come home. All those nights spent alone and cold, frightened she would never see him again. Shay reached up and stroked her hand over his solid chest, and tears pricked at her eyes.
“You came back," she whispered into the dark room.
“I promised I would.”
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Torrential Rain by Melissa Keir
“Who did I piss off to get stuck here covering the torrential rain? ” screamed Lucy Bradney, a reporter for The Weather Channel, as she watched her umbrella catch the wind and spin out of her hand and down the street. Lucy’s new baby blue Ferragamo shoes were inches deep in the puddles and her hair hung in clumps around her face. Stomping her foot, she turned toward her cameraman, John Winder catching a smile on his face.
“What are you laughing at? Don’t you dare smirk at me.”
“You. You want- no, need- a man to take control.”
Leaving her sputtering, John put his equipment in the van. He’d worked with Lucy for the last six months and watched as she’d gone from a rising star to a person noone wanted to work with after throwing tantrum after tantrum. Yet John had stayed by her side. He’d seen what other people missed about Lucy’s desires. She needed a strong man who’d dominate her. He was finally going to get his chance.
Walking slowly over to Lucy, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, pushing the hair off her face.
Leaving her breathless and complacent, he demanded, “Take off your jacket.” When she didn’t comply fast enough, he ripped it from her shoulders. Lucy’s nipples tightened into peaks as she waited with anicipation for what would happen next.
As the rain poured , John showed Lucy exactly what she needed.
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Killing her softly by D. H. Black
“Just get away from me!” Jennifer snapped, the sound of her voice barely audible in the raging wind. She darted a glance over her shoulder and took off running, her shoeless feet digging into the wet sand.
Cory shook his head and had no idea what to say to her to calm her fears. No, the woman of his dreams wasn’t just afraid of him. She was utterly petrified. But she couldn’t get away. She was the one. This woman was the utter love of his life and the only girl he could ever give a damn about. After all, Jennifer was going to be his soul mate. He took off running after her as the thunder rolled in all around them, lightning flashing through the torrents of rain. It would be dark soon. Thank God for small favors.
Sensing his approach, she screamed out, holding her hands over her ears as she tried to run faster but the sand impeded every footstep. “No! Please don’t!”
He reached her within seconds and yanked her shaking body to his, the force dropping them both into the sand. “I love you. Don’t you get it? I love you!” His heart racing, he brushed the wet hair from her face as he pressed his lips to her forehead and could feel her heart beating rapidly. God, he loved her so much.
She pushed hard against him, easing back. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, baby. With all that I am.” Killing her would be devastating.
The Perfect Moment by Savannah Chase
Spending a beautiful warm summer day overlooking the valley, she reveled in the moment that they were finally in each other’s arms. Nick had been gone on the road for so long that she could barely contain herself when he’d gotten out of the cab. This was their first day together, enjoying their secret place without fans hounding them.
“Baby, you have no idea just how much I’ve missed you,” he said, and stole a quick chaste kiss.
She wiggled her body closer, sliding her ass on top of his hard cock and wrapped her arms around him.
“I think you’re going to have to show me,” she said breathlessly.
Nick’s heated lips sucked in her earlobe, licked and teased before abandoning it. He grazed his teeth against her neck, while tasting her skin. It sent heat down her body, increasing the ache between her thighs. She’d yearned for his kiss, the way his hot breath caressed her skin. How the sound of his silky voice could make her body ache and hunger for him.
With nobody around a moan escaped her the second his lips parted and took her hardened peek into his mouth. His teeth gently tugged and teased her while his tongue lapped at the swollen bud.
Lost in each other’s arms they’d paid no attention to the rain as large droplets came barreling down from the sky. Suddenly they were caught in a downpour but they could care less. Nothing would spoil their perfect day together.
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"Pardon me miss. I am Rupert. Juan asked if I would show you around the Los Lobos." he said with a half grin.
Kayla muttered incoherently her eyes glued to the muscular chest visible through the wet material of his shirt. She shook her head, forcing her eyes up to meet his. The deep amber color seemed to swirl about the black centers, mesmerizing her until she'd forgotten her own name.
"Come with me sweet.” He said taking her hand and leading her out into the raging storm.
She followed without a second though, running through the brush and trees farther and father from the resort. Reaching a gulley, both of them lost their footing, sliding down the steep hillside in the mud and runoff. As they sped toward a drop off, Kayla watched him dig the heels of his boots into the heavy clay sidewalls stopping any further movement as she slid up tight against his back.
“Hold on.” He shouted over the wind.
With what she could only describe as super human strength, Rupert propelled them both out of the gulley and onto the wet grass to one side.
“Are you alright sweet?” he asked caressing her face with one hand as he rolled her so she sat astride his lap.
“With you I always will be.” Kayla said leaning forward to press her lips to his.
He met her kiss with force pushing his tongue deep into her mouth as a wolf howled in the distance. His brothers would be here soon and together they would claim their mate.
Dating Disasters by Michel Prince
Darkened clouds were bearing down on Amy and Paul as they tried to determine if Amy’s now swollen ankle could take the climb back up the falls before the rain would hit. It was a stupid idea to jump off the water fall before checking the depth of the water, but Paul had made it safely and Amy didn’t expect to hit a boulder on the bottom of the river.
Paul had been so gentle with her as he pulled her to the shore and now as he used his paramedic skills to assess her misshapen appendage.
“It was my fault,” Paul said. “You said you liked adventure, but I know better than to just leap off a cliff. Even answering one of those ads was a leap of faith for me. Guess I was thinking everything had been going well so far.”
“Yeah, I get that,” Amy smiled even though she could feel her heart beating in her ankle.
“You do?” Paul asked looking up at her as he delicately held her foot in his hand.
“Yes,” she replied softly then started to nibble on her bottom lip.
His hands slid up her leg as he stood, his large frame brought heat to her whole body as she took in biceps, pecs and abs that were so nicely defined by his still wet t-shirt.
“I heard that a kiss could make anything better,” he teased placing a hand on either side of her.
With a loud clap rain escaped from the heavy clouds. Amy leaned her head back and let the water rush over her. Her lips plumped from the thought that everything that could go wrong on this date had, yet she couldn’t have been happier to be spending this time with Paul. When she opened her eyes she saw Paul was running his fingers through his dark locks and looked as if this was just another issue in their failed date.
“I heard that too,” Amy cooed and snagged his arm pulling him on top of her.
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