Quiet Longing (Quiet Love #2) Read Online L.H. Cosway

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: Quiet Love Series by L.H. Cosway
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Total pages in book: 176
Estimated words: 164533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 823(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
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It was going to be difficult not letting her see the intensity of my desire—and not just for her body. I wanted her heart, her mind, her soul. But I could live with not getting what I wanted. Getting to touch her again was more than I’d ever dreamed of.

Leaning forward, I caught one of her hands that had been resting in her lap. I linked my fingers through hers while my other hand smoothed over her deliciously curved hip. Then I fanned my breath across her skin before dragging my lips along her soft stomach, my cock rock hard and straining against my fly. This wasn’t about me, though. This was about her.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what she had said, was still inwardly fuming over it.

I hadn’t realised how long it was since someone touched me with kind hands.

My hands would be more than kind. They would revere, worship, cherish, adore. Never again would a hand be raised to her in anything other than devotion. If it was the last thing I did, I’d make sure of it.

Charli hissed a sharp, surprised breath when I kissed my way up her stomach. Her free hand went to my hair, her grip light but firm as I continued spreading kisses all along her torso until I reached the crest of her perfect tits. “Yes, there,” she urged in a light, airy voice, her eyes closed as I pulled down the cup of her bra and took a nipple into my mouth. Her back arched off the chair, but I kept our fingers laced, squeezing her hand and checking in with her as I moved my attention to the other breast.

Some of Charli’s hair fell free of her clip and fanned across her face. I’d never seen anything sexier. With a sudden burst of desire, I took both her hands, wrapped them around my neck, then lifted her from where she sat. Charli let out a surprised squeak as I carried her to the larger chair behind my desk. It was a novelty to use it for a purpose other than working. In fact, I’d never done anything remotely forbidden in my office before. Someone could walk in at any moment, but I didn’t imagine they would. Besides, most people knocked when they wanted to speak with me. And even if they didn’t, and Charli and I were caught in the act, the worst we’d get was a meeting with HR and possibly a scolding from Padraig.

Worth it, I thought to myself because no way was I leaving her to go lock the door.

Lowering into the seat, I encouraged Charli to sit astride me. Then I gripped the back of her neck, reminding her, “If you feel overwhelmed, just tell me.”

“I’m not overwhelmed,” she responded, breathless, then a smile shaped her lush mouth. “Well, no, that’s not true. I am a little, but in a good way.”

I smiled back then caught her lips in a nipping kiss. She gasped. I nuzzled her jaw then kissed her again with more force. She moaned, her arms tightening around my neck as the kiss deepened, her tongue tangling with mine.

I was so turned on I was in danger of embarrassing myself. But that was okay. I had a spare change of clothes in the office, plus a private bathroom just to the left where I could clean up.

Charli’s breath hitched when I slid my hand down her stomach, slipping inside her waistband to cup her over her underwear. “Rhys,” she purred, breaking the kiss to bury her face in my neck.

“Can I keep going?” I asked, tracing my fingers over the lacy fabric. I felt her nod against me. A second later, I shoved her underwear aside and felt her wet, slick heat on my fingers. I was already mindless for her.

“Fuck,” I swore roughly.

“Rhys,” she huffed as I thumbed her clit and slowly sank a finger inside her. Her channel clenched around me, and I let my head fall back with a groan.

“You feel incredible,” I told her, my voice full of adoration as I added another finger and gently pumped. “I missed this,” I went on, and she turned her head, kissing me with a passion I hadn’t expected. I continued circling her clit with my thumb, feeling her body tighten with the promise of release. My other hand went to her breast, still spilling over the cup of her bra. I palmed it then gently pinched the nipple, and the way she sighed into the kiss was almost my undoing. Having her in my lap felt like living out a fantasy. It didn’t feel real. But then, when her tongue licked more urgently against mine and her hands tugged gently at my scalp, nothing had ever felt realer.

“Rhys,” she gasped, breaking the kiss. “I’m going to …” A second later, she came against my hand, soaking my fingers with her wetness. Fuck, that was fast. She was a hair trigger. Or maybe I just remembered how to touch her, what she liked.


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