EXTRACT FOR
Picking Up The Pieces
(Pornelope)

"Holy Mother of God." Maddie's faint whisper was barely audible as she stared blankly up at the tent canopy. "I have never, ever, ever felt like that before."



A slow grin began to curve Brian's lips. "Then you're long overdue, aren't you?"



Her dazzled eyes tracked in his direction, and she sucked in another labored breath. "What did you do to me?"



That made him softly laugh. "I just showed you another way to feel good. And it did, didn't it? Hadn't you ever tried it before?"



She hadn't, because she'd been brought up believing anal sex was sinful, evil, disgusting...



He chuckled again, and rubbed his lips against hers in a sweet, intimate kiss. "Sweetheart, the human body is nothing but a huge bundle of nerves. Every single inch of it is sensitive, if you just know how to stimulate it. There's nothing wicked about that. If we weren't supposed to get pleasure from it, those nerves wouldn't be so sensitive to the touch."



She'd never thought of it like that before.



Then again, since she'd never dared to touch herself there, she'd never known how pleasurable it could be.



"Maybe someday," he murmured, nuzzling the curve of her throat, "you'll let me make love to you that way. I'll make it good for you, even better than you could possibly imagine. For right now..." His mouth traveled back up and covered hers in a heady kiss that made the tent spin around her in giddy circles. "Will you let me make love to you the normal way?"



He needed to cum again; she could feel the tension in his long body when he curled his fingers through her tangled hair to kiss her again. All right, then. He'd given her exquisite pleasure, and taught her things about her own body that she'd never even dreamed were possible. So she owed him that. She wouldn't say a single word when it was over too fast, leaving her empty and aching inside.



Smiling, she curled her arms around his neck and drew him close. "I thought you'd never ask."



"Oh, Maddie." Tenderly he cradled her close and just held her for a long moment. Then he slid his hands up and down her back, gently caressing. "Your skin is so soft. It's been years since I've held a woman like this...I don't know how long I can last. But I'll give you pleasure, I swear it, no matter what it takes."



"It's okay, I understand." She hated it, but she understood. She wouldn't let herself wallow in disappointment.



He saw the resignation in her eyes, and hated her scumbag husband with a virulent passion that stunned him. Had he just grabbed, pumped, and rolled away again with no consideration for her needs? Men who treated women that way deserved to be horsewhipped!



Very, very gently he curled one hand around her sensitive breast and began to caress her. Maddie sucked in a deep breath, then let it out in a startled gasp when he bent to trace a seductive path between her breasts with his tongue. Shockwaves began to pound through her veins like wildfire.



Slowly he eased down, tasting and exploring. Her body was a mass of erotic contradictions...slender here, lush there. Fragrant here, delicious there. And with every flick of his tongue and every brush of his fingers, her pulse beat faster and faster.