Scorched (Sizzle #2) Read Online Free PDF

fuckin’ perfect.  You could weigh three hundred pounds,
have a tail, goiter, AND hunchback, walk with a limp, and have a severe stuttering
problem, and I would STILL want you.  You wanna know why?”
     
    Blinking
back tears, Molly swallowed hard.  “Why?” she whispered, her voice thin and
fragile.
     
    “Because
you possess the missing piece to my heart.  You are the only woman in existence
that fits me….right down to my goddamn soul, babe.  Now, is that clear enough
for you?”
     
    Sniffling,
Molly tried to still her wobbly chin.  “Yeah.  It’s clear.”
     
    “You
sure?  Because if you don’t believe what I’m sayin’, sweetheart, that means I’m
not doing my job as your husband.  So, I’ll ask one more time.  We clear?”
     
    “Very
clear,” Molly agreed with a voice trembling with emotion, a shaky smile
creeping over her lips.
     
    “Fuckin’
perfect,” Devil groaned appreciatively, sliding one side of the robe over
Molly’s shoulder.  “Then, let me see the body that belongs as much to me as it
does to you.  And for God’s sake, give me that mouth, woman,” he ordered
harshly an instant before his lips claimed hers in a deep, consuming kiss.
     
    If it
was possible for a kiss to spontaneously combust, theirs was on the verge of
doing so, Molly thought wildly as his tongue plundered the depths of her mouth,
marking and claiming her as his.  Wet and intense, the kiss caught fire,
burning bright and hot, threatening to incinerate them both with its
intensity.  “Mmmmm, Devil,” Molly hummed breathlessly against her husband’s
parted lips.
     
    “Good
God, woman, you do have the singular unique ability to drive me crazy,” Devil
half-chuckled against her mouth, his teeth nipping her full lower lip as he
finally broke away from their kiss.  “Have I adequately convinced you yet that
there is absolutely nothing about you that could ever repel me?”
     
    “Maybe,”
Molly replied playfully, lifting one shoulder in a shrug.
     
    “Seriously,
honey, you gave me the greatest gift a woman can give her man.  Our child. 
Your body carries the evidence of that…and it fucking fills me with pride to
see it.  Don’t you ever wish those marks away because that’s just tangible
proof that we created something amazing together.  Those little reminders make
my cock hard as a rock,” he assured her huskily, pressing his dick against her
naked abdomen.  “Feel it, Molly.  Does it feel like I find your body anything
but beautiful?”
     
    “I
guess not,” Molly admitted shakily, slightly ashamed of herself for doubting
him.
     
    “Yeah,”
Devil growled.  “Well, I guess you shouldn’t be surprised that I think you’ve
earned a spanking for doubting us, huh?” he purred seductively against her ear
as he palmed one globe of her ass and squeezed.
     
    Molly
gasped as she felt him grip her buttock, her pussy clenching as a flood of
liquid heat gathered between her legs.  “Really?” she asked, hoping she didn’t
sound as eager as she felt.  It was a proven truth that she loved Devil’s
little ‘punishments’.  They never failed to deliver her an unforgettable
orgasm.
     
    Drawing
his hand back and popping her left ass cheek sharply, he grinned.  “What do you
think, Molly?  Do you think you deserve to be disciplined?” he asked,
delivering another sharp blow to the opposite buttock before he slowly rubbed
the sting away with slow seductive circles of his palm. “And I feel fairly confident
that you don’t want this on anymore, do you?” Devil asked as he finished
pulling the robe off her other shoulder.
     
    Molly
shivered as the slippery black material pooled around her feet.  “No.  I don’t
think I need that at all right now,” she agreed, smiling up at her husband. 
“And I don’t think you need this shirt any longer either.  As for my
punishment, I think I’ll yield to your better judgment on that issue,” she
countered mischievously as her slim