The Man of her Dreams: A Paranormal Romance by Nathan Stratton Page A
Authors: Nathan Stratton
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imagine.”
Alexis let this all sink in. Finally she nodded very slowly. “That makes sense.” She didn’t quite know what else to say.
There was another long moment of silence as she contemplated what was on her mind. When she spoke next, she took a deep breath and looked him right in the eye. “But what if you were to be with someone who knows the truth about you – someone who understands who you are? Do you think that might be… better?”
Philip gave her a slow smile. Her heart flipped over like a fish out of water. Her breath was instantly short, and she blushed even harder. When he reached up to touch her shoulder, her skin seemed to burn underneath his fingers.
“I’d love to find out,” he whispered.
Alexis tilted her head back as he bent over her. She looked into his eyes until he was too close to see, and then she closed her eyes as his lips settled softly onto hers.
The touch of his lips instantly turned her body into liquid heat. It was everything she’d anticipated, but at the same time it was entirely new, as though she was experiencing the desire for a man for the first time in her life. The sensation was overwhelming. Part of her wanted to push him away so that she had a chance to catch her breath – but at the same time, she wanted to pull him closer and carry him down onto the grass with her.
In the end, Alexis did what her heart and her body were telling her to do. Still kissing him with everything she was worth, she pulled on the fabric of his shirt and urged him closer. Her knees again threatened to buckle as he deepened the kiss – and this time she let them, falling back to the soft grass and pulling him right along with her. Philip caught his fall with his hands on either side of her shoulders, and he started to utter what sounded like an apology, but Alexis shut him up with a kiss that was even deeper and more urgent than the last.
As his tongue swept into her mouth, she pulled at the hem of his shirt. Again, she felt torn: she wanted to make this last, but she also wanted him right now , all at once. Philip felt her tugging, and he chuckled against her lips. “We have plenty of time, Alexis,” he murmured, licking a trail down her throat to the pretty ties at the top of her summer dress. She sank her hands into his hair and looked down at him as he pulled at the ties with his teeth, first one side and then the other, opening up the bodice of her dress to his probing eyes.
She should have felt the shyness of being with someone new, but this was an entirely different moment. The desire in his eyes made her feel utterly feminine, sexy and in control. She watched until Philip’s mouth closed over one hard nipple, and only then did she let her head fall back against the grass. She closed her eyes and moaned as he played with first one side, then the other, teasing her with his lips and tongue and teeth until she was thrusting her hips up to him in a silent plea.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured to into her ear as he rose his body up over her. She watched as he pulled his shirt up over his head. There was a scar on his chest, and she reached out instinctively to touch it. He met her questioning gaze. “Life wasn’t always easy for me,” he said simply, and she nodded. She came up on her elbows and placed her lips on the scar, kissing him gently on the mark of some long-past injury. She rose up to meet his mouth again, ravenous with desire. His lips crashed back into hers with the same intensity, and they grabbed at each other’s bodies hungrily.
Philip broke away from her after a moment, and half-stood up, his naked chest glistening with sweat. She watched as he slowly unbuckled his belt, then ever-so-slowly reached for the button and zipper. The heat between her legs seemed to grow with every new inch of skin he revealed. She licked her lips and watched as he pushed down the pants, taking the undergarments along with them.
Alexis let this all sink in. Finally she nodded very slowly. “That makes sense.” She didn’t quite know what else to say.
There was another long moment of silence as she contemplated what was on her mind. When she spoke next, she took a deep breath and looked him right in the eye. “But what if you were to be with someone who knows the truth about you – someone who understands who you are? Do you think that might be… better?”
Philip gave her a slow smile. Her heart flipped over like a fish out of water. Her breath was instantly short, and she blushed even harder. When he reached up to touch her shoulder, her skin seemed to burn underneath his fingers.
“I’d love to find out,” he whispered.
Alexis tilted her head back as he bent over her. She looked into his eyes until he was too close to see, and then she closed her eyes as his lips settled softly onto hers.
The touch of his lips instantly turned her body into liquid heat. It was everything she’d anticipated, but at the same time it was entirely new, as though she was experiencing the desire for a man for the first time in her life. The sensation was overwhelming. Part of her wanted to push him away so that she had a chance to catch her breath – but at the same time, she wanted to pull him closer and carry him down onto the grass with her.
In the end, Alexis did what her heart and her body were telling her to do. Still kissing him with everything she was worth, she pulled on the fabric of his shirt and urged him closer. Her knees again threatened to buckle as he deepened the kiss – and this time she let them, falling back to the soft grass and pulling him right along with her. Philip caught his fall with his hands on either side of her shoulders, and he started to utter what sounded like an apology, but Alexis shut him up with a kiss that was even deeper and more urgent than the last.
As his tongue swept into her mouth, she pulled at the hem of his shirt. Again, she felt torn: she wanted to make this last, but she also wanted him right now , all at once. Philip felt her tugging, and he chuckled against her lips. “We have plenty of time, Alexis,” he murmured, licking a trail down her throat to the pretty ties at the top of her summer dress. She sank her hands into his hair and looked down at him as he pulled at the ties with his teeth, first one side and then the other, opening up the bodice of her dress to his probing eyes.
She should have felt the shyness of being with someone new, but this was an entirely different moment. The desire in his eyes made her feel utterly feminine, sexy and in control. She watched until Philip’s mouth closed over one hard nipple, and only then did she let her head fall back against the grass. She closed her eyes and moaned as he played with first one side, then the other, teasing her with his lips and tongue and teeth until she was thrusting her hips up to him in a silent plea.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured to into her ear as he rose his body up over her. She watched as he pulled his shirt up over his head. There was a scar on his chest, and she reached out instinctively to touch it. He met her questioning gaze. “Life wasn’t always easy for me,” he said simply, and she nodded. She came up on her elbows and placed her lips on the scar, kissing him gently on the mark of some long-past injury. She rose up to meet his mouth again, ravenous with desire. His lips crashed back into hers with the same intensity, and they grabbed at each other’s bodies hungrily.
Philip broke away from her after a moment, and half-stood up, his naked chest glistening with sweat. She watched as he slowly unbuckled his belt, then ever-so-slowly reached for the button and zipper. The heat between her legs seemed to grow with every new inch of skin he revealed. She licked her lips and watched as he pushed down the pants, taking the undergarments along with them.
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