Entangled (Evolve Series Novella 2.5) Read Online Free PDF

against me as she lays a hand flat against the window, an outline of
steamy fog instantly forming around it. My free hand rubs circles lower and
lower down her stomach until I can take no more and release her breast, using
both hands to unfasten, then yank down, her pants.
    “Even when I’m not with you, I feel you. Do you
feel me? When we’re apart,” I use one finger to trace her spine, “do you long
for me? Think of me touching you? Can you close your eyes and see us, as one,
in your mind?” My question is a sultry rumble I can’t disguise in between bites
to her earlobe and jawline. My hands have returned to her boobs, squeezing
greedily in between tweaks to each nipple.
    “Yes! Yes, Dane!” Her breath fogs the glass in
front of me, temporarily distorting my view of nature’s upset outside.
    One finger now seeks out her sweet spot, tracing
that which pulses for me, circling her wettest point. “You are mine and I am
yours. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you, Laney. Keep you safe, keep
you happy, keep you with me. Only with you do I feel whole. Do I love you right,
Laney?”
    I clasps the hand at her side and lift it, placing
it flat against the window to join the first, then shift slightly to stand
directly behind her. My hands skim the outline of her body, molding over those
delicious curves excruciatingly slow, teasing her hips with a squeeze before
slinking to the insides of her thighs.
    “Just right, babe, just right,” she answers, trying
to turn to me.  
    I stop her with a firm tightening on her hips,
keeping her back to me.
    “Dane,” she begs, “let me love you.”
    Without acknowledging her plea, my hands begin
their up and down survey of her body again. I could pick her out of a lineup by
touch alone; every line, dip, bump and curve has been seared into my brain.
    “I love your body, Laney. So soft and feminine, yet
hard and perfect in all the right places, just made for me. Feel how you fit my
hands,” I grunt, fitting both cheeks of her ass, by far my favorite part
of her body, in my hold. “I have to know I live in your heart, your soul,
Laney, like you do mine. That nothing can touch us, we are unbreakable.”
    Her head falls forward, forehead meeting the steamy
window, and she moans through her shuddering as my hands knead her ass,
spreading it apart for one digit to tease the part of her I’ve yet to take. We
are so far from that point, or so I thought , but the sinful noises
coming from her as I tease her there…me thinks she doth not protest too much.
    “I need you,” I say, mouth open, wet along her back,
“need to feel close to you right now.”
    “Take me,” she shamelessly cries, pushing that
glorious ass harder against me.
    “Don’t move your hands,” I pull down my zipper,
“and don’t argue, for once.” Now the rest of my clothing finds the floor. “Be
my good girl,” I croon in her ear.
    “Yours,” she moans.
    So freaking sexy .
    The more I talk, the deeper my voice, the stricter
my direction, the more she responds. She was made for me.
    “Bend.” I push only slightly on her back and she bends
like a double-jointed sex goddess, yearning to be taken there; the place where
we are both whole. I push on the bend of her back once more, just to really
stir her up. “Get that sexy ass up in the air, baby.”
    I ease into her slowly and hold her hips still to
keep her from thrashing back against me like I know she so desperately wants to.
“You always feel so right, Laney,” I manage on a pant, “so tight around me.
Squeeze me, baby.” I am now the beggar, and my knees damn near buckle under me
as she clenches her inner muscles around my dick just the way I like. Squeeze,
release, squeeze, squeeze, release… “Fuck yes, Laney, wanna stay here forever.”
I thrust manically now. “I wanna stay in you forever.”
    “Harder!” she screams, trying again to counter my
thrusts, but unable since my lock on her hips is a death grip. I hear her growl
in