Harbour of Refuge by Aliyah Burke Page A

on her. “We can keep it quiet, but I can’t promise you anonymity. Especially since the dinner with Mila the other night. And if people care to think on it, I’ve been by your store daily.”
    “I don’t know how you are on the road, Enzo but I can’t do an open relationship. I don’t share, so this won’t work if you feel the need to sleep with other women when you’re away. I just need this out in advance. I expect fidelity in a relationship.”
    He moved closer to her and placed his hand over her mouth. “I expect the same. I don’t date more than one woman at a time, this I promise you. I may flirt and smile with women, but what you saw in Monte Carlo was me unattached. With a girlfriend, I’m completely different.”
    She flicked her tongue against the palm of his hand and he moved it. A slight grin lifted the corners of her mouth. “In that case, Enzo Cassano, consider yourself saddled with a girlfriend.”
    He grabbed her and set her on his lap, her knees by his hips. “I’m already sure I like you riding me.”
    She gave a wicked smirk and pressed him back before moving down to his groin. At the first touch of her hand on his zipper, he groaned.
    “No riding tonight, but let me see if I can’t give you something to take back to your hotel room.” Her words floated like a thread of decadent, dark velvet.
     
    Halyn slowly undid his pants and freed his rapidly hardening member. She licked across the swollen head, cleaning off the beaded pre-cum. His scent, musky and masculine, created a throbbing in her clit. When she opened her mouth and took him in, his groan filled the air.
    She circled her tongue around the crown before sliding down his shaft. Up and down she moved, creating suction and a rhythm. He dug his hands through her hair, wrapping his fingers around her curls and beginning to thrust up into her mouth.
    Eyes closed, she enjoyed him. Lapping at him, sucking on him until his moans grew louder, she bobbed her head on his cock, alternating how hard she drew on him. She gripped him at the base, fisting him as she sucked.
    His hold on her tightened and his thrusts grew more frantic. She allowed him to get close before she backed off again, drawing out his pleasure. It didn’t take too long before he gave her a grunted warning. She sucked harder and soon he came in her mouth. Only when he released no more did she remove her mouth. Licking her lips, she sat back and stared at the man who reclined on her couch, his cock free of his pants, and desire in his eyes.
    He reached out and drew her to his chest, brushing his lips over her temple. Then before she knew what had happened, he’d flipped their positions and removed her pants. Her panties went next and he settled himself between her spread legs. The moment he put his mouth on her, nothing else mattered.
     
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    When she woke the next morning, her entire body ached. She sat up and turned on the bedside light before drawing the covers over her naked body. Alone. She glanced at the clock, which read five-thirty. When had Enzo left? She hadn’t a clue. All she knew was it had been late. Or early, depending on how you looked at things.
    She stretched, moaning as her sore muscles complained. Her knees had carpet burn and her skin felt a bit raw from the abrasion of his facial hair. Between her legs, on her breasts. She shuddered as her body throbbed. Lord, she was pathetic, wanting more, feeling wet even after the mere thought.
    Ignoring the desire to lower her hand and bring herself some release, she rolled free of the bed and headed for her shower. She took her time, then dressed leisurely. Then she went for breakfast and left for work early, hoping being there and dealing with shop stuff would keep him from her mind. It wouldn’t do her any good to be walking around aroused all day.
    Once the race had started, she turned on the television and watched whenever she wasn’t helping a customer. She kept an eye out for the distinctive