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Chance
Encounter, the
second installment in the Chances trilogy, by Martha O’Sullivan
Encounter, the
second installment in the Chances trilogy, by Martha O’Sullivan
In
Second
Chance, star-crossed lovers Brian
Rembrandt and Lindsay Foster get a second chance at love. And their wedding
beneath the twinkling stars of Lake Tahoe serves as the perfect backdrop for
another match made in heaven. But it’s more complicated than that…
Second
Chance, star-crossed lovers Brian
Rembrandt and Lindsay Foster get a second chance at love. And their wedding
beneath the twinkling stars of Lake Tahoe serves as the perfect backdrop for
another match made in heaven. But it’s more complicated than that…
The last
thing Delaney Richards was looking for in Lake Tahoe was love. The long hours
at the office were finally paying off—she could all but feel the vice-presidency
in her bones. She was counting on this week in San Francisco to seal the deal.
But first she had to get through Lindsay’s wedding—Delaney’s first since her
own. Almost wedding, that is. You can’t have a wedding without a groom.
thing Delaney Richards was looking for in Lake Tahoe was love. The long hours
at the office were finally paying off—she could all but feel the vice-presidency
in her bones. She was counting on this week in San Francisco to seal the deal.
But first she had to get through Lindsay’s wedding—Delaney’s first since her
own. Almost wedding, that is. You can’t have a wedding without a groom.
Captain Mike Savoy hadn’t
counted on seeing Delaney Richards again at his best friend’s wedding, let
alone find himself falling in love with her.
Now he has to convince her that the feeling is mutual—and permanent. But
the past can be a killer. And the only way Mike can ensure a future with her is
to send her away. To survive, Delaney must trust the heart that once betrayed
her.
Excerpt from Chance Encounter
Her ensuing words made that nearly
impossible. “You’ll be the first man to touch me that way. Now I wish you were
the only man to touch me at all.”
impossible. “You’ll be the first man to touch me that way. Now I wish you were
the only man to touch me at all.”
Mike swallowed the shock and wondered if
she could feel him hardening behind the zipper. “As long as I’m the last.”
she could feel him hardening behind the zipper. “As long as I’m the last.”
She responded by silently backing up into
the bedroom and reaching behind her. A second later the dress fell to the
floor. “I’ve been waiting all night to show you what’s under my dress.”
the bedroom and reaching behind her. A second later the dress fell to the
floor. “I’ve been waiting all night to show you what’s under my dress.”
He supposed the foghorns still boomed from
the bridge, the seals continued to bark on the pier, the cars buzzed along on
the street below. But Mike’s mind discounted all that. In his head, his hands
were already running down Delaney’s tawny shoulders. They lingered at the curve
of her breasts before pausing on her svelte waist and then resting on her
willowy hips.
the bridge, the seals continued to bark on the pier, the cars buzzed along on
the street below. But Mike’s mind discounted all that. In his head, his hands
were already running down Delaney’s tawny shoulders. They lingered at the curve
of her breasts before pausing on her svelte waist and then resting on her
willowy hips.
And his cock wasn’t far behind.
He shut the French doors behind him and
loosened his collar. “I’ve been waiting
all night to see what’s under your dress.”
loosened his collar. “I’ve been waiting
all night to see what’s under your dress.”
“I told you,” she tantalized. “Didn’t you believe me?”
He cast aside his suit coat. “Oh, I
believed you. That’s why I’ve been waiting all night.”
believed you. That’s why I’ve been waiting all night.”
By mid-stride, he felt himself being
yanked under her spell. By the time he reached her, his hands felt claw-like
against the buttons of his shirt. Hers, on the other hand, were as agile as a
cat’s. “You seemed oddly patient.” She wended her slender fingers down the
shirt, holding him with a wolfish smile all the while. “I was beginning to
wonder.”
yanked under her spell. By the time he reached her, his hands felt claw-like
against the buttons of his shirt. Hers, on the other hand, were as agile as a
cat’s. “You seemed oddly patient.” She wended her slender fingers down the
shirt, holding him with a wolfish smile all the while. “I was beginning to
wonder.”
“You’ll never have to wonder about that.”
Tipping point reached and passed, he grabbed her wrists. “If I’d had my way, I
would’ve taken you in the elevator.” He ripped the shirt off before she could
finish, busting the two bottom buttons in the process. He made quick work of
his pants, then lassoed her waist. Seizing her mouth, he straddled her to his
middle. Her delta felt as hot and wet as her mouth tasted.
Tipping point reached and passed, he grabbed her wrists. “If I’d had my way, I
would’ve taken you in the elevator.” He ripped the shirt off before she could
finish, busting the two bottom buttons in the process. He made quick work of
his pants, then lassoed her waist. Seizing her mouth, he straddled her to his
middle. Her delta felt as hot and wet as her mouth tasted.
And he couldn’t wait to prove it.
He carried her to the bed and laid her
down. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw his burgeoning erection.
Wholehearted superlatives echoed on her lips as she extended her arms, inviting
his wielding body to hers.
down. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw his burgeoning erection.
Wholehearted superlatives echoed on her lips as she extended her arms, inviting
his wielding body to hers.
Suddenly Mike didn’t know what to do with
his eyes, his hands, his mouth. He was still trying to collect himself when
Delaney entreated in a concerned whisper. “Mike, come to me.”
his eyes, his hands, his mouth. He was still trying to collect himself when
Delaney entreated in a concerned whisper. “Mike, come to me.”
“Not until you cum first,” he decided out
loud. Kneeling, he pried her creamy legs
apart and pressed his ravenous mouth to her triangle. He burrowed his face into
her buttery pleats and began to lick. Long, lazy strokes at first, then short,
quick ones. Rabid now, he couldn’t get enough of her sweet poison.
loud. Kneeling, he pried her creamy legs
apart and pressed his ravenous mouth to her triangle. He burrowed his face into
her buttery pleats and began to lick. Long, lazy strokes at first, then short,
quick ones. Rabid now, he couldn’t get enough of her sweet poison.
And the feeling was clearly mutual.
Her head shot up like a piston as he began
devouring her. The rest of her fell back on the bed, allowing him access to all
her folds. Her fingers curled the bed sheets as his tongue explored her every
crease and crevice of her fleshy core.
devouring her. The rest of her fell back on the bed, allowing him access to all
her folds. Her fingers curled the bed sheets as his tongue explored her every
crease and crevice of her fleshy core.
With excruciating precision.
He felt her begin to unravel even before
his name was audible. Stitch by stich he took her higher until, her spindle
barren, she broke free. Her flailing hands froze in his hair as she surrendered
to his unspoken pleas. Drenching him and quaking, she purred and peaked, nearly
taking him with him.
his name was audible. Stitch by stich he took her higher until, her spindle
barren, she broke free. Her flailing hands froze in his hair as she surrendered
to his unspoken pleas. Drenching him and quaking, she purred and peaked, nearly
taking him with him.
Kissing his way, Mike rested his head on
her stomach. Her pulse was quickening in her abdomen and the shallow breaths in
her chest were strangulated. She was still reeling in the orgasm, he
self-congratulated. And he was still
wallowing in giving it to her.
her stomach. Her pulse was quickening in her abdomen and the shallow breaths in
her chest were strangulated. She was still reeling in the orgasm, he
self-congratulated. And he was still
wallowing in giving it to her.
Her eyes fluttered open. “That was amazing.”
Her voice was blissfully exhausted. “I loved it.”
Her voice was blissfully exhausted. “I loved it.”
He crawled up to her. “I loved tasting
every inch of you,” he told her around a gallant kiss.
every inch of you,” he told her around a gallant kiss.
Returning the sentiment, she eased him
aside and started shimmying down the king-size bed. “Now let me return the favor.”
aside and started shimmying down the king-size bed. “Now let me return the favor.”
“Laney.” He caught her arm. “I won’t last
long.”
long.”
“Good.” She left him with a naughty nod.
His cock was leaking readiness and she used it to bring him to her. She gripped
him at the base of his throbbing shaft and took all of him in her mouth. Then
she began to suck.
His cock was leaking readiness and she used it to bring him to her. She gripped
him at the base of his throbbing shaft and took all of him in her mouth. Then
she began to suck.
Her prepossessing mouth was like a
finely-tuned machine. Her cheeks hollowed out, her lips clenched, her fingers
joggled.
finely-tuned machine. Her cheeks hollowed out, her lips clenched, her fingers
joggled.
And Mike’s body went slack for the want.
His groans filled the air as she engorged
him. He felt his midsection jolt forward, his neck snap back, his eyes roll in
his head. It was a titillation like he’d never known. And it was the only thing
that could rival being inside her.
him. He felt his midsection jolt forward, his neck snap back, his eyes roll in
his head. It was a titillation like he’d never known. And it was the only thing
that could rival being inside her.
And still she sucked.
He could feel the pressure intensifying,
the meter pounding, the flow building.
He was already hard enough to make love to her. It was now or never.
the meter pounding, the flow building.
He was already hard enough to make love to her. It was now or never.
After a brief internal debate, he tapped
her head.
her head.
She slithered up to him with a contented
smile and fiery eyes.
smile and fiery eyes.
He positioned her on her side next to him
and entered her from behind. Their low growls merged into a hedonic moan as the
tip of him met her saturated cavern. Pressing his palms against her breasts,
Mike bent his knees and pushed against her. She encircled his neck with her
arms and they fell into an instinctual, mellifluous rhythm. Back and forth they
swayed, her head tucked into the groove of his shoulder and the small of her
back grinding against his stomach. He heard her baiting breaths against his
cheek, her burning appeals in his ear. And just as he felt the judder of her
orgasm, he drained himself into her.
and entered her from behind. Their low growls merged into a hedonic moan as the
tip of him met her saturated cavern. Pressing his palms against her breasts,
Mike bent his knees and pushed against her. She encircled his neck with her
arms and they fell into an instinctual, mellifluous rhythm. Back and forth they
swayed, her head tucked into the groove of his shoulder and the small of her
back grinding against his stomach. He heard her baiting breaths against his
cheek, her burning appeals in his ear. And just as he felt the judder of her
orgasm, he drained himself into her.
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