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The Guardian Of My Soul

Soul's Desire Series - Book 1

This book tells the story of Kristen and Alec, two people who struggle with one another, as well as with their own fears and insecurities. Their relationship is volatile and explosive, yet they discover they have more in common than they ever dreamed. Together they face demons from their past and secrets which could tear them apart.
Alec and Kristen fight their attraction for one another, but that’s one battle where losing may very well give them everything their souls desire…

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Excerpt:

Even in the dark his face gleamed with desire. His eyes dropped to my breasts and my breathing quickened as his hot gaze caressed my flesh. The intense, aroused gleam told me without words he’d fantasized about kissing my breasts for a long time.

I swallowed heavily, the yearning in the depths of his eyes triggering my own raw desire. With shaky hands, I pushed the straps of my nightgown off my shoulders and tugged down at it, exposing my breasts for him. My pink nipples were already standing at attention, but the sexy groan he released got them even harder.

He stared at them for a long time, as if trying to imprint their image on his brain. Then his hands cupped them with such tenderness that I shivered at the intimate contact, arching my back when he began to knead them gently with an occasional tweak of my nipples. His gesture sent spasms of pleasure through my overheated body, causing me to wrap my legs around him instinctively to stop him from pulling away.

A moan of ecstasy escaped my throat when he lowered his head and kissed the valley between my breasts. “Your skin is so soft and you smell so damn good,” he whispered right before taking a hard nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it reverently, drawing it deeper inside, each suck slashing directly to my core.

I could feel the growing bulge in his pants as he ground it slowly against my throbbing flesh. My panties began to soak with the juices his touches invoked. For a moment, I wished there was no barrier between us so I could feel him more intimately, skin on skin.

He bit, licked, and nibbled on my breasts until my nipples were swollen and sensitive. The feeling was sublime, but soon I wanted more of this gorgeous man and I slipped a hand between us so I could rub his ever-growing erection. It felt impressive in length and girth.

Low growls of excited anticipation rumbled from the bottom of his chest when I molded his pulsating member through the fabric of his pants. His teeth sank into my neck and I shuddered, each nibble sending a fast pulse through my sex. I squirmed in his strong arms when I felt his hand slide from my waist to cup my bottom. My fingers closed around him, still not daring to slip inside and touch his bare skin.

Alec’s green eyes took me in, lingering over me as though a picture was being drawn in his mind. Our lips were an inch apart as we drank in the scent and taste of our mingled breaths. Suddenly, they met again and joined in a feverish kiss, my chest flattened against his own. The expertise of his kiss pulled me into a whirlwind of pleasure. Then my instincts kicked in and I pushed at his pecs until he rolled onto his back. I straddled him, my tongue insistent as it plundered his mouth. Moving lower, I lifted his T-shirt and pressed soft kisses to his solid abs. They rippled beneath my touch and Alec leaned his head back and groaned. When my gentle caress continued its path downward his eyes snapped open and zeroed on me.

“Kristen, are you sure? You don’t have to do this.” He grabbed my wrist as if to stop me, his voice raspy with desire.

“I want to…” My hand finally slid inside and reached for him. Skin soft as silk covered his steel-hard member. When he pushed his pants down I stared, trying to see. I could barely make out much but it appeared he had nothing to be ashamed of. There was no way to miss that shadowy shape which stood erect and proud. His manhood was long and thick, just like it had felt. Licking my lips, I longed to give as much pleasure as I’d received. Gathering my courage I began and my efforts didn’t go unrewarded.

Just one stroke and he was at my mercy. I felt him swell more in my palm and the feeling of power went to my head. I pumped and molded, marveling at how big and hard and alive he became as I loved him. I gripped him more firmly, moving my hand against the crown of his member to trace the rim.

“Please, Kristen.” He trembled beneath my touch. Leaning closer I slowly took him in my mouth, giving myself permission to do all the things I had only dreamed of. I cupped his sac and took him deep. I hummed my excitement and smiled around his girth as he bucked his hips, straining to grasp every bit of ecstasy I offered. My head moved up and down along his length with exquisite care, my lips pressing firmly each time I drew back. I worshiped every inch of his flesh, savoring his taste. Even though he was gentle, Alec gripped my hair to hold my head still, then began to push in and out of my mouth, ending my sweet torment. I loved him. I was pleasing my man and there was nothing more fulfilling. “God, baby…” He made another growling sound as I sucked mightily, my tongue and hollowed cheeks making a warm, wet tunnel around him. He panted, he bucked, he tensed and when he reached his peak, I accepted everything he could give—every drop, every pulse, every whispered word of praise.