Shiela Stewart - [Darkness 03]
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She took his crutches a long with his laptop and inched up the stairs with him. “That’s a pretty big goal.”
It was, but he was determined. “Everyone needs a goal.” He made it to the top then held his hand out for the crutches. She leaned them on the wall as he grabbed the stair rail and pulled himself up enough to grab a crutch. His legs didn’t wobble as much as they had the day before and he thought that was pretty damn good progress.
Raven opened the door and held it while Jonah stepped through, then closed it behind her and locked it. “Do you want me to massage your legs and back?”
“I was thinking of having you massage something.” He turned only his head and winked at her. The sound of heavy panting coming from Dante and Gypsy’s room drew both their attention. “Hm, not very soundproof.”
“Not at all.”
“That going to be a problem for you?”
She smiled as she walked to their bedroom door and opened it. “Nope. You?”
“I’m used to hearing them go at it. I’ll warn you though, Gypsy is a screamer.”
Laughing, Raven closed their bedroom door behind him. “Thanks for the warning.” She pulled off her shirt and tossed it on the chair in the corner.
Hobbling on his crutches, he leaned towards her and touched his lips to her in a soft, gentle kiss.
“What was that about?”
He shrugged. “I’ve never kissed you while we’re standing.”
She smiled then leaned in and kissed him with a great deal more vigor. “I like it too.”
Smiling, he hobbled to the bed then sitting down, leaned the crutches against the wall. He could hear Raven disrobing behind him and it instantly got him hard. He pulled his shirt off first, then undid his pants but before he could lie down to take them off, Raven wrapped her arms around his chest and hugged his back. “I’d be more than happy to help you out of those pants,” she whispered against his ear.
Her breath caressed his ear and it shot right into him. “Would you, now?”
She slithered off the bed then knelt down between his legs. Her eyes met his as she removed his socks. “Lay back.”
Lying down flat, he watched as she stood up and took hold of the waist band of his pants and underwear. Her eyes stayed on his as she slid them down past his hips, then down his legs. Then she slid her hands along the inside of his thighs as she moved up his body. When she stopped at his dick, his blood began to pump just a bit harder.
Then she took him into her mouth.
Her mouth was so hot, and she knew just what to do with it. She swirled her tongue around his shaft as she slid her mouth up and down then she’d pause at the tip, and scrape her teeth over it. His eyes crossed and knew if she kept it up, he was going to lose it. He sat up and the sight of her bobbing up and down on him was something he would never forget. But he took her chin in his hand and lifted her off of him.
“What?”
“I want to make you feel the way you make me feel. Hop up onto the bed.” He patted the spot beside him and waited while she climbed on. He helped his legs up onto the bed, then positioned himself over top of her.
“What are you doing? You’ll hurt yourself.”
He kissed her silent then slid down her body. He nibbled on her breasts through the silk of her bra, the tips already hard and waiting for his mouth. He didn’t disappoint. Slipping the undergarment aside, he took one ripe bud into his mouth and swirled it with his tongue. She arched her back and moaned as he suckled her. Then he moved to the next. He stopped when he saw the bruising from his teeth the last time they’d made love. He didn’t suckle this time, but instead, cupped the breast in his palm and gently kissed the bruise better.
Then he slid his way down her belly.
The muscles in her stomach quivered with the touch of his lips. Slowly he slid her panties down her hips and her breathing sped up. He kissed his way down as he lowered them past her hips and down her legs. She lifted one leg and he slipped the panties away. Then he sampled the ripe juices before him.
Touching his mouth to her labia, he felt her quiver. Then he slid his tongue out and swirled her clit in the same manner she had with his penis. She began to writhe beneath him and so he quickened the pace. She tasted like honey and the more he massaged her the sweeter her taste became. But he wanted her to finish with him while he was pressed inside of her. So he slid back up until he met her eyes. They were glazed over from desire and he felt himself drowning in the serenity of them.
He took her lips as he positioned himself against her labia. She spread her legs wider and he felt himself being drawn inside to where it was hot and wet and welcoming.
“If you get tired, let me know.”
He kissed her again then pressed himself all the way inside in one slow motion. Her eyes closed on a moan, then she began to gyrate against him. He didn’t want to disappoint her, and started moving his hips in time with her rhythm. Capturing her mouth with his, he kissed her with a slow passion while his hips aroused. He slid in and out slowly, not only stimulating her but himself as well. They moved together as their mouth tantalized and their tongues probed and searched. Then her tongue scrapped his incisors and he felt the sensation shoot right to his groin. He pressed himself deeper and she wrapped her legs around his waist and took him in all the way.
She swallowed him whole as her body began to convulse around him. Their eyes opened as they both came.
He collapsed over her, feeling absolutely spent but loving it.
“Okay, having you on top is pretty damn great.”
He laughed, then lifted himself up with his hands and kissed her swollen lips. “You ain’t seen nothing yet sweetheart.”
“Ooh, I can’t wait.” She stroked the hair from his face. “I think your teeth are an erogenous zone.”
“I think you’re correct.” He kissed her again, then simply stared down at her.
“What? Am I a mess? Is my make up smudged?”
He shook his head with a smile. “I never thought I would ever love again after Ariel’s death. You make me think otherwise.”
“Oh, Jonah.”
He took her mouth and as he kissed her softy, he knew that no matter what was thrown at him now, he had the strength to face it.
As long as Raven was at his side.
Biography
Raised on a rural farm in Saskatchewan, Shiela Stewart relied on her vivid imagination to fill her days. Never did she realize that her need to tell a story would someday lead to becoming a published romance author. In the fall of two thousand and six, Shiela published her very first book and hasn’t stopped since.
When not writing, Shiela spends time with the love of her life, William and their three children. She has a strong affection for animals which is evident in the five cats, one dog, three turtles and ten fish she owns. Some of her passions aside from writing are drawing and painting and proudly displays her artwork in murals in her home.
Her favorite time of day is sunset and loves to stargaze.
Other Books by
Shiela Stewart
Discovery in Passion: Passion Series Book 1
Escape in Passion: Passion Series Book 2
Mercy in Passion: Passion Series Book 3
Seducing the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 1
Desiring the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 2
Embracing the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 3
Charming the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 4
Tempting the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 5
Penetrating the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 6
Consuming the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 7
Surviving the Darkness: Darkness Series Book 8
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