Enchanted Desire by Paul Lonardo
I had my life all planned out...until I
met him. Kenny Honana is sexy and alluring. Mysterious. I'd always
been drawn to the Native American heritage, and now I found myself
dream-deep in a supernatural tribal ritual. Little did I know, his
vision quest would involve me in a sexual odyssey beyond my wildest
dreams. But when the quest is over...what becomes of us?
My disappointment quickly turned to
delight when I saw the tall, broad figure that cut through the steam
in the room. I knew it was Kenny right away.
“I had to see you.” Kenny’s voice
boomed like thunder in my ears, making my body shudder.
“How did you—” I could not finish
what I was going to say before Kenny crossed the room to the bathtub
in three strides and gently put the tips of two fingers against my
lips. “Sh-hhhhh.”
The sibilating sound lulled me back
into tranquility. He slowly ran the fingers of his right hand along
my jawline to my ear and then down the nape of my neck, he did the
same with his tongue on the other side of my face. I shivered even in
the heat of the steaming bath water. Cupping the sides of my face in
his hands, he drew his head toward me and kissed me deeply.
With his lips pressed firmly against
mine, I placed both my hands around the back of his neck. He
straightened up and lifted me right out of the tub. Naked and
dripping, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he never stopped
kissing me the entire time, sucking and biting delicately on the soft
skin of my lower lip. It made me crazy.
His exposed chest hair bristled across
my nipples, arousing me further. I opened my mouth and his tongue
began to flick back and forth across mine. It was a sensuous
imitation of a more intimate act, and I was sure he knew it as was
well as I did. With his thick shaft in his pants pressed against my
bare pussy, I felt a now-familiar rush of warmth between my legs.
When I began to grind myself against him, his cock began to grow. And
grow.
Oh, my God! I thought. Courtney
was right. The thing was huge.
Holding me in his powerful embrace, he
let one of his hands drop slowly down the side of my body, tracing
the arch of my hip and then reaching underneath me to massage the
swell of my buttocks. Several of his long fingers wandered down
further and touched me in a place that no man had touched me in a
long time. As he lightly probed the outer rim of my anus with his
index and middle fingers, I let out a moan.
I felt the sensation of moving again,
but this time it wasn’t vertigo. Kenny carried me effortlessly out
of the bathroom and into the adjoining bedroom where he eased me down
onto the white down duvet cover. He was standing over me as I sat up
and reached for his shirt. I pulled on the leather lacing that bound
the cowhide to his body and loosened it until the material hung from
his shoulders in two pieces. Kenny shrugged the remains off, exposing
his naked torso.
His pants moved in front of me, as if
there was something alive in there.
I have had published both fiction and
non-fiction book published, including titles that have been excerpted
inReader’s Digest (Caught in the Act, Penguin Group, 2011) and
reviewed in Publisher’s Weekly (Life, with Cancer, Health
Communications, Inc., foreword by Anna Quindlen, 2012).
From the Ashes, a 2010 collaborative
book written with a Gina Russo, who survived the deadly 2003 Station
Nightclub fire in RI which claimed the lives of 100 people, became
the basis of a 2013 documentary web series,The Station.
Thrill Killers is a 2007 true
crime book (New Horizon Press, Berkley paperback, 2008) written with
the Johnston, Rhode Island detective who headed the investigation of
a brutal double homicide.
I was interviewed as part of NBC’s
documentary program, I Survived a Serial Killer, featuring the
true crime story depicted in the book Caught in the Act.
I had my first romance book published
(Reunion of Souls, Liquid Silver Press, June 2015).
I recently had my second romance
novella Enchanted Desire published by Wild Rose Press,
released on June 17, 2016
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