Smooth Talkin' Stranger

by Lorraine Heath

• ISBN13: 9780743457453
• ISBN10: 0743457455
• Format: Trade Paper
• Copyright: 2004-03-30
• Publisher: Pocket Star

Summary

USA Today bestselling author Lorraine Heath pens the simmering story of two star-crossed souls who find a passionate love under the expansive Texas sky.

Serena Hamilton has never had a one-night stand, but the supreme loneliness she feels afte

Excerpts

Chapter One It had been so long. Too long.She'd forgotten how hot his mouth would get as he trailed it along her throat, seeking out the sensitive spot just below her ear, nipping her tender flesh, before swirling his tongue along the outer shell, ending the journey with a gentle nibbling of her lobe and endearments murmured in a voice raspy with yearning.She'd forgotten how slowly he removed her clothes, as though he were awed by the creamy texture of her skin that each released button revealed, as though she were an unexpected gift discovered on Christmas morning to be unwrapped without hurry, the uncovering of what lay inside to be savored as much as the item nestled within.She'd forgotten how gently demanding he could be as he glided his roughened palms along her ribs, until he cradled her breasts within his hands, his callused fingers kneading and teasing, taunting her with the memories of all the other times he'd stroked her, never in a hurry, taking his time until she was writhing against him.She released a tiny whimper, and he drew her nearer, blanketing her mouth with his own, his tongue delving deep and sure, plundering, conquering. With his hands, he cupped her bare backside, pressing her hips against his, the unmistakable hard evidence of his longing burning hot against her soft belly.She wanted to weep for the joy of his desire for her. It had been so long. Too long.She wound her arms around his neck to keep from melting at his feet, the heat intensifying with each touch, each exploration. She'd forgotten how broad his shoulders were, how his defined muscles quivered as passion took hold. She slid one hand down his strong back, along his hip, until finally she wedged her way between their bodies and wrapped her fingers around him. She'd forgotten how magnificent the velvety length of him felt. Tightening her hold, she stroked him.His guttural groan echoed through the darkness.And then she was falling, falling onto the giving softness of the bed that was in direct contrast to the hardened body lying on top of her. Nestled between her thighs where he belonged, he entered her with one solid, powerful thrust that had her crying out in ecstasy.It had been so long. Too long.Oh, God. She thought she'd die from the glorious sensations building within her as he pumped his massive body against hers -- unmercifully, mercifully. She'd forgotten how beautifully they moved together, their bodies seeking fulfillment, their hearts reaffirming their love.She was climbing toward the exalted pinnacle of pleasure. It had been too, too long.And when he carried her swiftly over the precipice, her orgasm rocked her foundation, had her screaming his name right before the tears of wonder engulfed her.It had been so long. Too long.Steve hadn't made love to her since he died.With his face buried in his hands, Hunter Fletcher sat on the edge of his bed, his body drenched in sweat, his muscles still quivering. He'd known she was inebriated. You didn't pick up a woman at a bar and expect her to be stone-cold sober. But he hadn't realized exactly how drunk she was. Not until she'd called out her husband's name with such longing that he realized he'd made one hell of a mistake. By then it had been too late for him. He couldn't have stopped if his life had depended on it. As a matter of fact, stopping at that precise moment probably would have killed him.With a deep sigh, he plowed his hands through his hair. He'd known she was married, of course. The wedding band nestled up against the engagement ring sporting a diamond too small to glitter had clued him in to her marital status. Which was fine with him. Married women were safer, not looking for commitment. They'd tapped into that pipe dream already, and if they were with him, they'd given up on it. Usually they wanted nothing more than to get back at their husbands, and he was only too happy to oblige.The disa