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

the rest of his clothing.  His cock was as she remembered it, large, thick, and strong.  He lay on top of her once again, savoring the warmth of their bodies.  He parted her thighs even more and laid in between, the tip of his erection touching her entrance, her lower lips wet and aching for him.  She lifted her hips to allow better contact.
    With one m ovement, he dove inside her, filling her fully.  Her “Ohhhh!” was met with his groan.  Very slowly, he pulled out of her nearly completely and then dove in again.  Withdrawing again almost completely, he again slammed deep within her. 
    Her hips began to buck.
    “Stop it.” 
    She couldn’t stop.
    “Slow down.”
    She tried very hard to resist the urge to swallow him deep within her.  She was addicted to the feel of him sliding through her and under her clit .  In desperation, she began to yell.
    “Go ahead and scream.  No one out here can hear you.”
    He lunged deep into her and out again.  She put her legs around his middle, crossing her heels.  Reaching under her and grabbing her buttocks to hold her still while he loved her, he impaled her over and again, huge, hot and oh, so deliciously hard.  He fucked his need into her, gathering speed and strength until, not able to hold back any longer, he unleashed his entire ache and need for her for the past year into her small frame.  She got lost in their screams as they exploded together, gripping each other tightly.
    Afterward he lay with his arms wrapped around her , not willing to release her, as if he was afraid if he did so, she might evaporate. 
    “You’re shaking.”  She cuddled him closer, surprised to find his tears splashing on her forehead.  “Are you alright?”
    “Becca, please, please, don’t ever leave me again.  I couldn’t take it.  I can’t handle it.”
    She drew quiet . Pushing him off of her, she sat up. 
    Nick sat up beside her.  “Oh, shit.  Now I’ve gone and said the wrong thing.” 
    No, it was the right thing; it let me know you care.  It’s just that— “It’s, oh!  It’s just so crazy!”  She had no one to blame but herself.  She couldn’t blame God; that was for certain.  And it wasn’t Leah’s fault.  She couldn’t help getting sick.  It wasn’t even Ezekiel’s fault.  Ezekiel.   She almost felt sorry for him.  He might own her, but he would never possess her heart, never touch her passion.  He was crude and coarse.  He was insensitive to everyone but himself.  He took her at night for his own satisfaction while she lay limp as a rag doll. All these things were true, but did he deserve to have an unfaithful wife? 
    Was I ever faithful?  My heart has always belonged to Nick.  My body belonged to Nick long before Ezekiel claimed it. I lay beneath Ezekiel’s rough humping, dreaming of Nick.  When the rest of the house is asleep at night I touch myself and imagine Nick is touching me, that he is inside me, deep inside, making me his. 
    “I just don’t know what to do.”
    Come with me .  She knew he wanted to say this.  Be with me .  Or is it that she wanted him to say it?
    Instead he ran his fingers through her tousled hair.  “What do you want to do?”
    It wasn’t fair.  She wanted to be with Nick.  She had always only wanted to be with Nick.  Somewhere along the way she had somehow felt that she had to sacrifice her own needs and desires in order to save Leah.   Rebekah considered this penance she was paying.  Leah was often not even quite aware of Rebekah’s presence when she was with her.  However, a vow was a vow.  She didn’t feel she could break it, even if it didn’t result in Leah’s death.
    “I made a promise to God—”
    “Which we’ve already established is bullshit.”
    “But I made a vow, a covenant.” She spoke as if that explained everything.
    “You aren’t answering the question.”
    She was taken aback.  Her heart answered for her .  He’s going to make you say it.  Admit you