Wrestling Desire 2 (A Contemporary Romance) Read Online Free PDF

apprehension in his voice pulled at her heart and impossibly her love for him grew.  The longing in his eyes touched her very soul, and she sucked in a breath at the realization of just how close she’d come to ruining everything.  Desire to have him not now, but forever slammed into her with unimaginable speed and her eyes began to burn with unshed tears.  Never, in all her life had she ever allowed anyone, not even Derek to get this close.  Yet, with Holt, giving him her heart and soul had come so easily she never saw it coming. 
    She managed to give him a nod and a watery smile.  “I’m perfect.”
    “Then why do you look like you’re going to cry?” he pushed.
    “Because,” she sniffled.  “I just now realize how lucky I am to have you in my life.”
    His lips turned up into a mischievous smile and a gleam formed in his eyes.  “Now that’s a good answer,” he replied as he lowered himself to her and claimed her mouth in a soul-searching kiss. As his lips teased hers open, warmth spread over her skin. Their tongues tangled in an erotic dance of passion, taking and giving until they both ended up breathless and needy.
    His hands trailed along her body, gathering the fabric of her shirt as he went.  She raised her arms above her head and let him strip her bare.  Emotions welled inside her until she felt as if they might smother her. “I love you so much,” she whispered as she stared up at him.
    “I love you too,” he replied and began to pepper soft kisses along her jaw.  “Sometimes I have this overpowering desire and I want you so damn much.  I’ve never felt like this about anyone and it scares the hell out of me,” he whispered against her cheek.
    His words cut a direct path to her heart and she shivered under his touch. “I want you, Holt.  I need you.”
    Her admission tumbled from her lips with such ease and brought a smile to his face. He paused and stared down at her, his expression so gentle so caring.  Most of the time, he wore a n expression for the cameras, intimidating and hard-assed, but this look, the soft, sweet, loving look was reserved just for her.
    Slowly, he lowered his head and brushed a soft kiss across her lips before fitting his mouth to hers. His hands left her face and he reached between them pushing at his pants.  He worked them down his legs, eventually kicked them off.  Completely naked he turned his attention to divesting her.
    Finally, with nothing between them, he positioned himself between her legs and slid easily inside her body, connecting them once again. 
    Emma groaned with pleasure against his mouth as her body accepted him.  Only when they were truly connected did she feel at peace.  Nothing in the world matched the pleasure he bestowed upon her.
    A s he pushed forward gain ing more depth , she sighed as her world righted . Slowly, methodically, he worked his way deeper into her body until finally his hips pressed against hers. Joy and pleasure rippled through her body, pushing her toward another level of consciousness, where only she and Holt existed.
    Above her Holt smiled, his eyes reflecting the same pleasure she felt . “ God, Em, there really isn’t a better feeling in the world than being sheathed inside you.”
    She reached up and pressed a palm to his cheek. “ Nothing in the world feels better than having you inside me.”
    “Not even this?”  He shifted his hips, moving inside her and she gasped at the delicious friction.
    “Well,” she conceded.  “Maybe that.”
    His warm chuckle drifted over her, and wrapped around her like a fleece blanket.  “I swear, baby, you were made specifically for me.”
    She lifted her legs, and wrapped them around his waist.  “There’s nobody but you, Holt.”
     
    His heart swelled with her admission.  God he loved her so much.  The need to feed his desire, to devour her drove him.  He gave in to his need, lowering his body until he lay flush against her. He placed his forearms on