When Passion Flares (The Dark Horse Trilogy Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

before had it felt so freeing to make love.
    He worshipped her form in the warm sunlight, letting his kisses trail down her bare midriff with her hands wrapped around the back of his head. Mother always told me that my body was a temple. She doubted that this was what Brenda meant. If Kerri’s body were a temple, then that made Hunter a pilgrim come to worship what he adored for so long. And he made good on what he promised his goddess. Whenever Kerri giggled or sucked in her breath, Hunter gently pinched her skin to get a rise out of her. Soon Kerri smacked his hands away and lifted him up to her face, where she could kiss his and fall beneath his weight.
    The day grew warmer the more they took off their clothing. Not all of it, of course, since that was impractical. And we can’t have that. Kerri was content to lose her top and feel her skirt hiked up her thighs, where Hunter’s hand touched her with the skill of an expert. In turn, he opened his shirt and dropped his zipper. Kerri didn’t care if he wasn’t as bare as she was. She could feel his sturdy chest beneath her hands, and she welcomed the first thrust between her legs.
    Although there was no rush like their last time in the closet, they were eager to make love. Passion flared between them as if nothing else mattered. It amazed Kerri how easy it was to fall to the whims of a single man whom she barely knew, or so it felt. In truth she knew him quite well by now… and not just carnally, either. That’s nice too. Kerri gasped in sweet surprise when Hunter touched her center, spurred on by the happy groans erupting from his girlfriend’s tender throat. Exposed to the wild world like this, Kerri felt her primal instincts well up inside – or maybe that was something else entirely.
    “Hunter…” She clung to him, legs wrapping around his hips as if he would run away from her. On the contrary, Hunter only cared about one thing at that moment: pleasuring her, which he did with his fingers inside her and his tongue against her nipple. Writhing against the blanket, Kerri opened her eyes to drink in the blue sky above and the shadows falling from the trees. Nothing had ever felt so natural. Well, nothing besides giving herself to this man who had gone out of his way to rescue her from the confines of her parents’ watch.
    Why did it feel so good? Why was it so effortless with him, this man who came from the other side of everything Kerri was supposed to hold herself to? If there is a God, He must have designed this. Or the stars were aligned right that first night. Star-crossed lovers. That’s what they were. Just like Romeo and Juliet. Kerri tried to think of anything but the tragedy of that play’s ending. It was easy to take her mind off such things when Hunter’s fingers slid into her and made her moan. “You are beautiful all over,” he whispered into her ear, his voice full of the tension escalating in that meadow. “I can’t imagine spending this day with anyone else.”
    Hunter gave into his desires after that. Good thing, for Kerri was about to start begging, and she could only spare so much energy to do so. When Hunter thrust into her, Kerri sighed as if it were a God given right to do so. This was passion. This was heaven, and it smiled upon them in the form of a cloudless sky.
    “Don’t stop,” Kerri muttered, her arms fast around her boyfriend’s torso as he pushed inside of her with his hips. She didn’t tell him the rest of what she was thinking. I don’t want this to end. The moment it did, she would have to go back to the life her parents tried to forge for her.
    But of course Hunter had to stop sometime. He was only human, after all. Yet he managed to hold himself back until Kerri lost herself to euphoria, that old, familiar friend whom she didn’t get to meet up with often enough. Her orgasm ignited another spark inside of her. Every time she did this with Hunter, she realized she was falling for him more. What a dangerous