The Sex Whisperer: Book 1 in the Whisperer Trilogy Read Online Free Page B

but some finds its way to your breasts.
    I collapse beside you breathing hard. Both of us are breathing hard. And we are looking directly into one another’s eyes. I can’t believe I found you . Staring into your eyes I know that we are two parts of the same soul. I know that we’d been seeking each other, and now, I know that we are whole.

Chapter III: Passion Reborn
     
     
    Olivia didn’t know what to make of the recor ding. Perhaps it’s safer to say she didn’t want to admit how she felt about the recording. Thomas’s voice and the story he’d created had her worked up. She could feel the moisture between her legs, and she thought about going to the bedroom to do something about it.
    But that felt wrong. She wanted to channel her desire into her husband. She wanted to be with him the way the characters had been with one another. She needed to be with him that way.
    The fight wasn’t an issue anymore, a nd Charlotte’s words were echoing in her head: “I’m guessing there won’t even be any talking. Just a bunch of carnal sex like it’s your wedding night.”
    That sounded exactly like what she needed, and Olivia was sure it would help Mike’s mood, too. She jogged up the stairs to pick out some negligee. When she saw the pink and black one-piece Mike had bought her at Victoria’s Secret, she threw off her clothes and slipped into it. It was his favorite after all, leaving hardly anything to the imagination. She was looking at herself in the mirror when she heard the garage door open.
    Mike was home.
    She needed him to be okay. And she needed him to want her. So, she did something out of character. She ripped off the negligee and walked out of the bedroom naked. She headed for the stairs.
    She was halfway down the staircase when Mike looked up, startled.
    “Wow,” he said. “I wasn’t expecting this sort of welcome.”
    Olivia held her finger to her lips to shush him, then she turned him around and sat him down on the stairs. She unzipped his pants, and reached inside to feel him. He was soft and small at first, but he quickly hardened at her touch.
    “I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
    She didn’t respond, just squeezed him harder and started kissing him.
    Mike unbuckled his pants. He pulled them down quickly, and Olivia noticed with satisfaction how hard he’d gotten. She kissed his inner thighs noting how his breathing grew deeper. He grabbed the back of her head and positioned her over his manhood.
    She kissed him there first, using a free hand to squeeze and massage his balls. Soon he was inside her mouth, moaning and moving his hips back and forth.
    She stood up, turned around, and sat on Mike’s lap. He used a hand to guide himself inside her, and they started. There was no slow introduction. This was just hard, aggressive sex. With her back to him, she reached around, grabbed his hands and pulled them to her breasts.
    “Squeeze them,” she said softly. “Squeeze them.”
    He groped hard at her breasts, grabbing them with open palms, then working his way toward her nipples. He pinched her nipples gently, but she squeezed his fingers, encouraging him to do it harder. As he did, she could feel waves of warmth in her chest, her stomach and her sex. Her thighs began burning as she worked herself up and down on top of him. Now, Mike took his right hand and moved it between her legs. He touched her sex, rubbing it harder and harder with his fingertips until Olivia began to moan.
    Her moans grew closer together and soon she let out a raw scream. She was coming and it was harder, better, stronger than anything she’d ever felt. It was so intense she needed to stand up. Mike slipped out of her, and squeezed her hips to his chest, her ass in his face. She felt her muscles spasm. When they finally stopped, her legs were heavy and warm. She draped herself over the balcony.
    Mike positioned himself behind her. Without a word, he entered her. She closed her eyes and drew in a big breath. He’s never