Lorelei's Dance

Lorelei's Dance

Delinda Jasper

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Lorelei hates camping and never has sex before the third date.  But the moment she lays eyes on the sexy and mysterious Kaden McCallister all of her rules fly out the window. 

 
PUBLISHED BY: Romantic Trysts
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PUBLICATION DATE: 2009
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SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 4 4 4 4
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CATEGORIES: Romantic Fiction, Contemporary, Erotica, Rubenesque, Free Romance Books
KEYWORDS: love, lust, erotica, dancing, romance, erotic romance,
 

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COPYRIGHT Delinda Jasper/2009

Outside on the stone porch he pulled her over into a dark corner, backing her up against the building and shielding her from the view of others with his body. His hand slid up her arm, caressing it. He was so close Lorelei could smell him. He smelled of leather, sweat, and pure maleness. She absently wondered what he would taste like. His hand journeyed up her arm to rest at the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in the hair there.
“That was the sexiest dance I’ve ever seen. I got the impression it was meant just for me.” His voice was huskier, sexier, than it had been just moments before.
Shimmers of heat radiated through Lorelei. Liquid silver coursed through her veins. Something deep in her core throbbed. “It was,” She said simply. She snaked her hand up to rest on his chest, playing her fingers across the mat of springy hair and hard planes of muscle.
A smile spread slowly across his full and kissable lips. “I’ve heard about The Lorelei’s Song luring men to their destruction. I wonder, is it the same for her dance?”
His reference to the German myth of the water fairy that used her siren’s voice to lure sailors to their deaths on the rocky shore of the Rhine caught her off guard. Few people ever made the connection to her name.
She put on what she thought was her sexiest look and said, “Why? Are you scared?”
This time when he spoke his voice was a husky whisper and close to her lips. “No.”
Before she could think of a reply, Kaden’s mouth covered hers. The kiss started out slow and sweet, his soft lips melding with hers. Lorelei leaned into him, her hands sliding from his chest around to his strong, muscular, bare back. The feel of his steel hard muscles moving under the taught skin filled her with an indescribable lust and she grasped him tighter, pressing herself to him.
In response, Kaden tightened his grip on the back of her neck, curling his fingers in her hair and snaking the other arm around her waist. When Lorelei gasped her pleasure against his lips, he took advantage of the moment and slipped his tongue into her warm, sweet mouth. She met his invasion her own, their tongues warring as they tasted, explored and plundered each other’s mouths.
When Kaden finally pulled his lips from hers, Lorelei was breathless and shaking. Her mind was spinning. What was she doing? Standing out on a dark porch kissing some guy she’d only just met was not her style. Yet here she was, and she didn’t want to stop. From the stormy look in Kaden’s eyes, he didn’t want to stop either. But when he let go of her and pulled away she knew a moment of panic. Then she saw the noticed the fabric in his hands. For a moment, she was baffled, but when he swung the voluminous material around his shoulders, she realized he must have carried his cloak out with him. Long cloaked hoods were the standard accessories to the medieval costume.
Lorelei took a long deep breath as Kaden drew the cloak around them. Though the back porch they stood on was deserted, it made her feel better that he’d thought to shield her from anyone who might wander by. He’d obviously thought his plan through in the few minutes while she danced. Or maybe he brought women out here like this often. That thought bothered her a little, but she didn’t know why.
Once the light material of the cloak surrounded them, Kaden pushing Lorelei back against the stonewall, his hard, warm body pressed against hers from breast to thigh. Lorelei suddenly knew a whole new meaning of being stuck “between a rock and a hard place”. It was heavenly! He leaned down so that his soft lips brushed her earlobe and whispered, “Now we’ll have a little more privacy.”
Lorelei shuddered at the way his warm breath fluttered against her skin and all thoughts of Kaden with other women flew from her head. His mouth returned to hers with a vengeance, kissing, tasting and nibbling until she was so dizzy with lust she had to wrap her arms tight around him to keep from crumpling to the floor.
Kaden’s wickedly talented mouth moved from her lips and trailed butterfly kisses down her jawbone to her neck where he began to lick, suck and nibble. A soft moan escaped Lorelei as he trailed the tips of his fingers over the bare skin of her shoulder and down to rest on the luscious mounds of her creamy breasts.
 

 
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