Excerpt from Rayna
The Norton Sisters {Book 1: Rayna}
“Were you planning on finishing that or did you need me to assist you?”
He couldn’t think. In all of his wildest dreams of this woman, he never thought her the type to be so free. Chris thought that she was going to be one he would have to work on and woo. His little head was on board with whatever it was she was offering but his big head was still trying to catch up. He watched as she stood and walked slowly towards him. As she pulled on the waistband of his boxers, she dropped her gaze.
“Nice,” she stated as she pulled the shorts completely down around his ankles.
He watched as she purposely lingered on her knees before him and looked up with the sexiest smirk. She was playing with him and he knew it but he was too engrossed in what she could possibly be up to. Her position was causing him to inwardly convulse. The tip of her tongue peaked out. She licked her smiling lips then stood abruptly and inhaled. Slowly releasing the breath she was holding, he found himself entranced by the rise and fall of her chest and her proximity to him. He could feel the waves of warmth emitting from her luscious skin as she moved her hands just above his heart then placed them over her own. The anticipation was killing him made worse when she took a step back then folded her arms over her breasts. Her gaze moved from his eyes down then back up. In awe, he watched as her smile broadened. Her lithe body swayed to an unknown musical beat as she walked around him and he heard her suck in a breath.
“Really nice! Spectacular even,” he heard her exclaim with the sensuous tone of her voice. Chris found himself taking pleasure in her perusal.
He watched her as she came back in front of him. Saw her move forward, inhale and then exhale. He felt her breath on his chest again. Rayna then took the clothing out of his hands and walked out of the room. He stood there completely aroused and mystified. She pulled the shirt over her head then bent to pull the pants over her legs. He’d given her a pair of his jogging pants. He watched her wiggle just a bit as if to entice him because she knew that he was still watching her. When she kept walking without a backward glance, he inwardly groaned. She stopped in the middle of the front room and looked around. He figured she must be looking for her purse and jacket. Just as he was about to speak he watched as she found her purse, paused, turned towards him and waved. He heard the door open and close.
Chris moved and almost fell. He hadn’t realized that his boxers were still down around his ankles. What the hell had just happened? Had it really just happened? In his current state, he should feel stupid for even asking himself that question. He was going to need a cold shower. Afterwards, he was going to have to find a way to exact some form of retribution for Ms. Norton's actions this evening.
“Were you planning on finishing that or did you need me to assist you?”
He couldn’t think. In all of his wildest dreams of this woman, he never thought her the type to be so free. Chris thought that she was going to be one he would have to work on and woo. His little head was on board with whatever it was she was offering but his big head was still trying to catch up. He watched as she stood and walked slowly towards him. As she pulled on the waistband of his boxers, she dropped her gaze.
“Nice,” she stated as she pulled the shorts completely down around his ankles.
He watched as she purposely lingered on her knees before him and looked up with the sexiest smirk. She was playing with him and he knew it but he was too engrossed in what she could possibly be up to. Her position was causing him to inwardly convulse. The tip of her tongue peaked out. She licked her smiling lips then stood abruptly and inhaled. Slowly releasing the breath she was holding, he found himself entranced by the rise and fall of her chest and her proximity to him. He could feel the waves of warmth emitting from her luscious skin as she moved her hands just above his heart then placed them over her own. The anticipation was killing him made worse when she took a step back then folded her arms over her breasts. Her gaze moved from his eyes down then back up. In awe, he watched as her smile broadened. Her lithe body swayed to an unknown musical beat as she walked around him and he heard her suck in a breath.
“Really nice! Spectacular even,” he heard her exclaim with the sensuous tone of her voice. Chris found himself taking pleasure in her perusal.
He watched her as she came back in front of him. Saw her move forward, inhale and then exhale. He felt her breath on his chest again. Rayna then took the clothing out of his hands and walked out of the room. He stood there completely aroused and mystified. She pulled the shirt over her head then bent to pull the pants over her legs. He’d given her a pair of his jogging pants. He watched her wiggle just a bit as if to entice him because she knew that he was still watching her. When she kept walking without a backward glance, he inwardly groaned. She stopped in the middle of the front room and looked around. He figured she must be looking for her purse and jacket. Just as he was about to speak he watched as she found her purse, paused, turned towards him and waved. He heard the door open and close.
Chris moved and almost fell. He hadn’t realized that his boxers were still down around his ankles. What the hell had just happened? Had it really just happened? In his current state, he should feel stupid for even asking himself that question. He was going to need a cold shower. Afterwards, he was going to have to find a way to exact some form of retribution for Ms. Norton's actions this evening.
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