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eBook by Natalie Damschroder
eBook Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: When adrenaline junkie Chloe Franklin's chute fails, she's whisked directly into the afterlife. Almost immediately, a corporate-like processing committee tells her that she's had the rare luck to find true love in life not once, but three times, and they present her with an intriguing yet daunting task.
Given one more day with each man, Chloe must rediscover what each meant to her as they take each other to heights of ecstasy they'd barely known in their first go-round.
But at the end of the three pleasure-laden and heartbreaking days, Chloe will be forced to set her eternity...and choose only one lover to be with her forever...
Genres: Paranormal / BDSM (Light)
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2010
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2011
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Heat raced through her, and she closed her hands over the cool metal. Eli moved his foot between hers, tapping them to spread, and she complied. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he moved his hands back up her sides while he caressed her back with his open mouth, occasionally brushing his tongue across her skin. Each brush brought a tingle, and each tingle made her wetter and hotter. She wanted to squeeze her legs together, but he kept his foot braced against her right one, his knee holding her leg wide. She ached for more, but knew better than to speak or he'd start all over again.
Finally his hands closed over her breasts, this time harder, filling his hands and abrading her nipples enough to make her gasp and bite her lip so she didn't cry out. She was rewarded by Eli stepping closer, surrounding her with his body. His cock pressed between her cheeks, the fabric of her bikini and his pants an infuriating barrier. When she didn't move, he rubbed, rocking his hips.
His breathing wasn't so smooth and controlled now, giving her a surge of satisfaction. She slowly tightened her body, clasping his cock so his motions rubbed his pants against him. That elicited a growl. He didn't move away, but he had other punishments. He grabbed her wrist again, pulled her hand away from the rail, and put it between her legs.
"Touch yourself," he ordered in a low voice against her ear. "Touch yourself, but don't move your fingers." He pushed her hand to her clit, holding it tight as the nub throbbed. She held her breath until the sensation subsided. He rewarded her by sinking his fingers lower, into her wet cunt, before withdrawing them. He moved back a little, still holding her left breast tightly in his left hand while he untied the sides of her bikini bottoms and then his pants. They brushed her legs as they fell, and she shivered again. The shiver moved her against her fingers, and she cried out at the pleasure.