Choosing Hearts - The Fighter's Passion (Gritty, Explicit Romance Novel) (A Lusty Stand Alone Story) by Diana Quippley Page B
Authors: Diana Quippley
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leaving those tedious tasks for the monks and priests. With nothing else to
keep him interested, he strolled back to the little room that was assigned to
him at the back of the police station and decided to take a midday nap.
Clasping the
little glowing pendant around his neck in his callused fingers, he closed his
eyes and thought of Alicia, asking for forgiveness if his mind had strayed a
few times in the last week. Julia was a very impressive woman and he had begun
to get very fond of her, but Alicia was his love, his life, the one whom he
would go to Hell for and back. He sighed deeply, whispering her name. He could
almost feel her as he caressed the glowing stone in the pendant. Her beautiful
face, large misty blue eyes and rich raven black hair, smooth and shiny, filled
his mind. He envisioned her smiling and holding her arms out wide for him to
fall into.
“Oh, Alicia…” He
said, his voice a trembling whisper. “I’m coming for you, my love.”
“Yes, my love.”
She said sweetly, making his heart soar. “Come to me, my love… my life… my
heart. Come to me, Rogan… I am so cold and lonely without you.”
Rogan could almost
feel her touch, the warmth of her breath on his rough skin. She was so close,
right there, barely inches away. He reached out. He could feel the smooth
velvet of her soft skin. Her pale naked flesh seemed to glow in the light of
the full moon. Rogan looked around in surprise. His heart leapt for joy. He was
back in the meadow and it was a full moon night with the sweet sounds of the
familiar bubbling streams and the melodious chirps of birds, the rustling of
leaves and the whistling wind.
He was back home
and with her, with his beloved Alicia. She hugged his neck, kissing his face,
weeping for joy. Tears ran freely down his face as much as hers did. He kissed
her, drowning in the intoxicating nectar of her sweet lips. She breathed
huskily into this mouth, filling him with longing and desire. Her bare skin was
hot and sent waves of arousal all through him. The familiar pleasure of his
raging blood filling into his rising erection made his head spin. So long it
had been, since he had made love, so long ago it seemed.
Alicia rose up and
pushed her naked breasts to his face, her erect cherry pink nipples yearning
for the warm moistness of his hungry lips. He gave in to the temptation
immediately, making her moan lustfully and call out his name. Rogan savagely
sucked and bit into her soft flesh, even as her sharp nails raked across his
dense muscular back. Their love was pure and their union eternally blissful.
Rogan rejoiced as the warmth of her womanhood engulfed his pulsing erection
whole, sending shivers of paralyzing pleasure all through his weary body. He
felt his energy level rise, his strength multiply and his love for life bloom
once again.
“Oh, Alicia… my
Alicia.” He all but wept as he ground his hips against hers.
“Oh, Rogan… oh,
fill me with your love.” She gasped, siphoning his raging hardness ever deeper.
His body stiffened
as he felt days of stress and angst begin to release though him. He shook with
the anticipation of a powerful orgasm and held on to her tightly, kissing and
pecking at her lovely neck and yielding breasts. He slammed in hard, going in
deep with animalistic grunts, making her gasp and moan in tandem with his
frantic strokes.
“Oh, Rogan…
Rogan…” Her scream was almost hysterical. “I’m cumming so hard, baby… fuck me,
fuck me, yeah!”
“Oh, yes!” Rogan
roared, almost on the verge of ecstatic release himself.
Her words seemed
strange; he had never heard such from her lips before. He glanced up to look at
her ecstatic face as she released all over his throbbing manhood. His heart
froze and he felt a chill descend all over him, making his impending release
implode back on itself.
“Julia?” His eyes
went wide. “No… no…”
“What’s
leaving those tedious tasks for the monks and priests. With nothing else to
keep him interested, he strolled back to the little room that was assigned to
him at the back of the police station and decided to take a midday nap.
Clasping the
little glowing pendant around his neck in his callused fingers, he closed his
eyes and thought of Alicia, asking for forgiveness if his mind had strayed a
few times in the last week. Julia was a very impressive woman and he had begun
to get very fond of her, but Alicia was his love, his life, the one whom he
would go to Hell for and back. He sighed deeply, whispering her name. He could
almost feel her as he caressed the glowing stone in the pendant. Her beautiful
face, large misty blue eyes and rich raven black hair, smooth and shiny, filled
his mind. He envisioned her smiling and holding her arms out wide for him to
fall into.
“Oh, Alicia…” He
said, his voice a trembling whisper. “I’m coming for you, my love.”
“Yes, my love.”
She said sweetly, making his heart soar. “Come to me, my love… my life… my
heart. Come to me, Rogan… I am so cold and lonely without you.”
Rogan could almost
feel her touch, the warmth of her breath on his rough skin. She was so close,
right there, barely inches away. He reached out. He could feel the smooth
velvet of her soft skin. Her pale naked flesh seemed to glow in the light of
the full moon. Rogan looked around in surprise. His heart leapt for joy. He was
back in the meadow and it was a full moon night with the sweet sounds of the
familiar bubbling streams and the melodious chirps of birds, the rustling of
leaves and the whistling wind.
He was back home
and with her, with his beloved Alicia. She hugged his neck, kissing his face,
weeping for joy. Tears ran freely down his face as much as hers did. He kissed
her, drowning in the intoxicating nectar of her sweet lips. She breathed
huskily into this mouth, filling him with longing and desire. Her bare skin was
hot and sent waves of arousal all through him. The familiar pleasure of his
raging blood filling into his rising erection made his head spin. So long it
had been, since he had made love, so long ago it seemed.
Alicia rose up and
pushed her naked breasts to his face, her erect cherry pink nipples yearning
for the warm moistness of his hungry lips. He gave in to the temptation
immediately, making her moan lustfully and call out his name. Rogan savagely
sucked and bit into her soft flesh, even as her sharp nails raked across his
dense muscular back. Their love was pure and their union eternally blissful.
Rogan rejoiced as the warmth of her womanhood engulfed his pulsing erection
whole, sending shivers of paralyzing pleasure all through his weary body. He
felt his energy level rise, his strength multiply and his love for life bloom
once again.
“Oh, Alicia… my
Alicia.” He all but wept as he ground his hips against hers.
“Oh, Rogan… oh,
fill me with your love.” She gasped, siphoning his raging hardness ever deeper.
His body stiffened
as he felt days of stress and angst begin to release though him. He shook with
the anticipation of a powerful orgasm and held on to her tightly, kissing and
pecking at her lovely neck and yielding breasts. He slammed in hard, going in
deep with animalistic grunts, making her gasp and moan in tandem with his
frantic strokes.
“Oh, Rogan…
Rogan…” Her scream was almost hysterical. “I’m cumming so hard, baby… fuck me,
fuck me, yeah!”
“Oh, yes!” Rogan
roared, almost on the verge of ecstatic release himself.
Her words seemed
strange; he had never heard such from her lips before. He glanced up to look at
her ecstatic face as she released all over his throbbing manhood. His heart
froze and he felt a chill descend all over him, making his impending release
implode back on itself.
“Julia?” His eyes
went wide. “No… no…”
“What’s
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