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Hungry for Love
Book: Hungry for Love Read Online Free
Author: Nancy Frederick
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s voice grew more heated.  He stroked two of the dangling balls in his Newton ’ s Cradle desk toy , weighing them in his hand.  “ It ’ s gonna happen for us , you know.  It ’ s gonna be so hot , so sweet. ”
    Still on her back , Chrissy ’ s legs were extended straight up in the air and she opened them widely , then closed them tightly , only to open them yet again.  Her breath remained steady but her voice had an odd rasp to it.  “ Sweet ?” she asked expectantly.
    Kevin smiled.  He ’ d found the soft spot.  “ Yes , I ’ m going to start with hot fudge.  And raspberries. ”   He paused for effect , long enough for her to gain a mental picture , something he anticipated might take a few seconds , considering all.  Then he said , “ Have you ever really looked at my tongue ?”
    Chrissy was on her feet , bending over , reaching down to her toes.  She hung there in the air a long while , her backside way above her head.  “ No ,” she said sincerely , “ Marshmallows. ”
    “ Ooh ,” cooed Kevin , “ Those little marshmallows that I can…. And nuts.  Almonds , like…. ”   The silver balls clanked in his hand until he jumped at the sound and let up the pressure a bit.
    Chrissy stood serenely , her palms raised as if in prayer and she pressed them gently and then harder , flexing her Pecs repeatedly. She quickly interrupted him and said , “ No , rich nuts , like Macadamias. ”  
    Kevin smiled , his voice seductive yet coyly amused.  “ Yes , Macadamias , nibbled out of…. ”
    Chrissy had climbed up onto the Stairmaster and was frenetically stepping up and down , up and down , up and down.  Her pace was frenzied despite all the Yoga , and she looked flushed and agitated.  Marching even more swiftly , she said , “ And whipped cream , blasting out of the can. ”
    Kevin closed his eyes briefly , then said , “ Have you ever seen my…. ”
    Chrissy ’ s breath was raspy , her heart thundering.  She touched her wrist and then with eyes wide with shock , dropped her arm as though she ’ d burned herself.  Her eyes bulged—her pulse was racing—this wasn ’ t good , not good at all—her heart rate was the one thing she counted on to be ever steady.  She jumped off the Stairmaster and began doing Yoga again , raising her arms high overhead , touching palms together and bringing them down straight in front of her body , touching her belly button , then gracefully separating her palms and fluttering her arms out to the sides to make a big circle back to the top of her head where her palms once again met.  She focused on her breathing , attempting to normalize her heart rate.
    “ You have to stop doing this to me , Kevin.  I ’ m serious.  We can talk about… ” she paused for a long moment , her eyes getting glassy , and then she said , “ Fudge…. ” And she paused once more , coming into focus again and continued , “ But you know Bill is my rock.  He ’ s not a player like you.  He ’ d never cheat on me.  I ’ d go crazy if he did , I ’ d…. ”
    Kevin laughed.  He had her. It was just a matter of time.  “ Oh c ’ mon.  Bill is no saint.  He ’ s just never been improperly tempted…. ”   Kevin laughed again , lowered his voice to its most seductive register , then said , “ We didn ’ t even get to salty. ”
    Chrissy was down on her knees , raising her hands over head and leaning forward , her arms stretched outward as her body folded down over her knees and out against the floor.  “ Salty ,” she repeated , tantalized by the thought.
    Kevin started raking his little sand pit , making swirl after swirl in the sand with the tiny rake.  “ I could pack you in popcorn….Eat my way in. ”
    Chrissy sat flat on the floor , her legs open widely.  Arms behind her head , she leaned first left then right , touching elbow to knee and up again.  “ No ,” she said adamantly.  “ Chips. ”
     
     
    At last.  They were together at

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