Amish Passion (Erotic Romance) (Amish Heart Trilogy) Read Online Free PDF

played with an enigmatic smile. “We’re together right now.”
    He came forward to kiss her, his lips just grazing hers at first.  His lips were soft, moist and soon sweetly possessed hers . His tongue flicked languidly into her mouth, touching, exploring.  A sigh escaped her.  She knew that no matter what happened she belonged to Nick and only to Nick, no matter what custom or law might command.  With Nick before her, touching her and kissing her like this, she could no longer deny what she truly felt. If it damns me to Hell, so be it.
    Still kissing her, he pushed slightly on her shoulder, pressing her down onto the blanket and she melted beneath him.  His hand cupped her breast, palming her already stiff nipples through the thin cotton layers of her dress. 
    “My God, they have gotten huge,” he said referring to her breasts.  She wasn’t sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he sounded pleased.  With one hand, he unpinned her dress in front, exposing them. 
    “So gorgeous.”  He buried his face in her breasts, covering them with searing kisses.  Taking her wrists and pinning them to the blanket by her head, he pulled his body back up to kiss her mouth.  She became achingly aware of his hardness pressing on her belly.  “I want you,” he moaned.  “I want you so bad.” He began to move his hips back and forth, then up and down and she found that her hips could not keep still, but followed his rhythm.  A roar began in her head and heat blossomed in her thighs and belly.  She wanted It .  She wanted to feel It fill her over and over again and not stop until she was screaming. 
    “Becca.”   It sounded like a prayer.  “I love you.  I have always loved you.”
    In answer, she kissed his mouth and breaking her hands free, reached down and grabbed his bottom, pulling him closer to her.  Take me, I’m yours .
    He pulled his shirt off over his head and lay for a moment on top of her enjoying the skin-on-skin contact.  He undressed her slowly: boots, stockings, dress, and finally, her underwear.  As he unzipped his pants, his erection displayed sticking through the fly of his boxers. 
    S he wanted to reach out and touch it, kiss it even.  Yet enthralled by him, she simply lay, allowing him to undress, to touch, to kiss her.
    She watched as he trailed sweet surging kisses from her knee, down the inside of her thigh, and then stopping at her mound, gave the other leg the same treatment.  When he approached her center this time, however, he allowed his tongue to swirl around her clit in circles, then flitting up and down the middle, alternatively sucking on her clit, until she was gasping. 
    “Lie still,” he ordered.
    She found that impossible to do.  As he licked her, she began to move her hips.
    “Don’t move.”
    He sucked on her velvet bud, hard. She gasped.
    “Why not move?”
    “Because you’ve been a very naughty girl and I’m going to torture you.” 
    I’m going to like this.  A lot.
    He swooped down again, rubbing her folds with his nose and tongue and scraping, ever-so-lightly with his unshaven face.  He stuck two fingers inside, moving them around in a circle in the same pattern his tongue was making above.  Then, using his thumbs on her clit, he stuck his tongue up inside her, swirling in circles just inside the inner lips. 
    With each movement of his thumb the passion in her escalated and the heat she held inside of her built until she was ready to shatter.  Using his thumbnail, he lightly scraped her clit, sending her over the edge in cascade after cascade of insanity as all the unspent passion, all the loneliness, all the ache for him during the last year erupted within her and flowed out into Nick’s capable hands as he moved his fingers in and out of her over and over again, making her come harder.  And again, and again.  Finally coming down, she was unsure whether she was laughing or crying or both. 
    Nick untied his shoes and pulled off