Spanked by an Angel [Notorious Nephilim 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF Page A

pulled off his boots and socks. She unzipped her boots as well, then stepped out of them and pulled off her socks. He seemed to be in no hurry to get her clothes off.
    “The whole undressing thing is always awkward,” he said, pulling her into arms. “Wouldn’t it be easier if we could just snap our fingers and be naked?”
    A laugh bubbled up in her throat. She had no idea why what he’d just said was so funny, but suspected it was the combination of her dreamlike state and not having had sex in close to a year. She and Malcolm had lived separate lives for a long time before their marriage finally ended.
    Shaking her head to chase away thoughts of Malcolm, she smiled into Zach’s eyes and snapped her fingers. “Well shit, that didn’t work. We’re still dressed.”
    He threw back his head and laughed, so deep and sexy she thought she’d swoon. Pulling off his sweater to reveal lean, cut muscles, he held her gaze, a heart-stopping grin on his face. “Your turn, beautiful.”
    Her gaze wandered to the tattoo on his left upper arm. “What is that?” she asked, pointing to the ink.
    “The crest of this resort. It’s your turn to remove clothing, Abigail.”
    “I suspect I have on more pieces of clothing than you do.”
    “It’s not strip poker. Off with the shirt and bra.”
    A moan escaped her throat as she unbuttoned her shirt, taking her time. He didn’t tear his gaze from her face, and that feeling of slipping into a warm pool of water returned. This time she didn’t fight it as she pulled off her top. He lowered his gaze to her bra as she reached behind to unhook it, then let it fall.
    He took a deep breath then sighed. “You’re absolutely stunning.” His voice was rough and low, sending a shiver through her again.
    “Your turn,” she whispered, nodding toward his crotch, where an impressive bulge strained at the front of his jeans.
    Grinning, he undid the button and zipper on his jeans, then pulled them down to reveal dark blue boxers. Abigail found that sexier than if he’d been standing in front of her completely naked. His cock tented the fabric, suggesting he had the biggest one Abigail had ever seen in person. As she took off her jeans, she was glad she’d worn black panties.
    “Nice. This is it, Abigail. One more piece of clothing each and we’ll be naked.”
    Abigail had trouble taking a full breath. His scent filled her head, and she couldn’t remember ever being this aroused. Her clit and nipples throbbed. Surely he heard the pounding of her heart.
    “Let’s take them off at the same time,” he teased. “On three.”
    She watched Zach’s engorged cock spring out as he said “three” and slid down his boxers. As she revealed her shaved pussy, he licked his lips.
    “Did you do that for this trip?” he asked in a raspy voice.
    She couldn’t meet his gaze as she nodded. He took a step closer, and she moaned softly, limbs trembling as fresh arousal washed over her.
    “Then you knew exactly what to expect.”
    All she could do was nod again as Zach placed a finger under her chin, lifting her face toward him.
    “Why are you afraid of your fantasies, Abigail? Tell me what I can do to help you relax and enjoy me.”
    “It’s been a long time since I made love.” It wasn’t her fantasies she feared. It was reality. Making love with Malcolm had always been one-sided and unfulfilling. She wanted to be swept away, taken to such heights of pleasure that she lost herself in them.
    “Then I’ll be very careful.”
    He meant it. His handsome face was full of gentleness and concern. She took a step toward him and put her arms around his neck, reaching up to kiss him. His kisses were rougher now, deep and demanding. His tongue and teeth played over hers, bruising her lips.
    Zach’s strong, warm hands caressed her back and ass, forcing deep moans from her throat. She pushed her body against his and rocked her hips into his cock, already slick with pre-cum. Her pussy was so wet she