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ELUSIVE by Cynthia P. O'Neill
Contemporary | Erotic Romantic Suspense – Standalone
I, Kaelin Richards, am paying for college by alternative means. Operating under the name Untouched Mystique, I webcast myself getting off.
I blame my bastard father. At nineteen, he gave me three options:
1. Get a degree of his choosing and give him half of my earnings for life
2. Marry his friend’s son and become a subservient wife
3. Get out with only the clothes on my back
You guessed it! I walked. Now my life is simple and low-key…until my roommate, Trent, is attacked, leading me to discover his brother isVan Meyers—the classmate I adore, the new CEO of the company I’m interning for, and the online client that sends my body soaring with pleasure. He’s the only person who has the power to save me from my crazed fan, but can I trust Van to protect me without breaking my heart?
All I want is to be elusive, to live my dreams and not lose my heart in the process.
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EXCERPT:
I know he’d explained why he was drawn to
me. We shared so many likes and dislikes
that it was almost scary. I mean who has
that much in common with another person.
Wasn’t the old expression that opposites attract? So why did it feel as if we were one person,
merely split in half and finally having found the other half of our missing
soul where we could both breathe again?
And why couldn’t I just let my guard down and be happy for once?
Staring into Van’s crystal blue eyes felt like
diving into the warm waters of the Gulf of Mexico. It felt like home, and it scared me. I watched as his eyes traveled down my body
to the hand I still held between my thighs.
A small smile played on his lips as realization hit him. “Are you like me, angel? When you’re stressed, you need to surrender
your anxieties out to the universe with a sexual release.”
I nodded, but then shed a few tears I didn’t
think I still had. “It’s been days since
I’ve come. I know I’m wound up tighter
than a guitar string ready to break, which isn’t allowing me to get
there.”
Van kissed my forehead and pulled me against his
shoulder as he rocked us on the floor of the shower. His voice lowered, taking on the seductive
tone he always used as DaLuvMaster online; the tone that always drove me to the
edge of reason and made me climax harder than I’d ever done in my life. “I think I know why, darling. It’s come to the point that I need you in
order to get off, and I think you need me too.
We’ve been there for each other over the internet, guiding one another
to the height of sensual pleasure; a pleasure only each of us could give to the
other.”
He hastily changed the topic, asking, “Have you
washed yet?”
I shook my head wondering where this was going
and knowing I looked flummoxed by his question.
He moved me off of his lap and stood, offering his hand to assist
me. I tried to cover myself, but he
grabbed me under the arms, which exposed my body to him as he lifted me to my
feet. His tone was soft, yet stern. “I don’t want you to ever cover yourself
around me, angel.”
I looked down at the shower floor, not wanting
to meet his eyes, but he forced me to look at him anyway. “You’re more beautiful than a Greek
goddess.” I blushed while looking anywhere
except directly at him. He moved his
head around until my eyes finally locked on his. “Besides, I’ve seen you naked
countless times over the last nine months.
I’ve memorized every inch of your glorious curves. My only regret is that I’ve never felt those
curves until now.”
I started to speak, but he shook his head and
placed a finger over my lips. “I don’t
want you talking, not just yet. I’d like
your permission to help you bathe, and in return, you can do the same for
me. We’ve already used up a lot of
water; it would be shameful to waste anymore, when we could just shower
together.”
Van looked quizzically at me. “Is that okay with you?” I nodded in agreement, but feared what it
would do to me to feel his hands washing my body.
He walked me back into the stream of water and
guided my head back so my hair got completely wet. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of the
water cascading down my body. I jumped
when I felt his hands start to work my lavender scented shampoo into my
hair. “Your hair is so soft. I love the feel of its texture. I can imagine it wrapped…” His words trailed off, and I could feel his
manhood stir underneath his soaked boxers as he moved close to rinse my hair.
“Why don’t you remove your boxers?” I wondered.
He stood back from me a bit. “I don’t want to scare you. You’re naïve, to a point, about sex. Have you seen a cock?”
I blushed a bit.
He was right; I hadn’t seen one in person before, other than his
brother’s and only by accident, but I wouldn’t admit it. “I’ve seen them online.” His eyebrows quirked with amusement, so I
figured I’d better explain. “My roommate
in the dorms was addicted to watching free porn. She watched almost anything and everything
from masturbation to the physical act of sex.
That was her way of relieving stress and what ultimately gave me the
idea of doing my webcast. She became so
addicted to it that she started paying to watch the films, not being satisfied
with the free clips.”
Trying to hold back a laugh, he bit his
lip. “What?” I wondered.
Van shook his head. “It’s nothing, Kaelin. I always wondered how you got into this. I would’ve never guessed it was from an
example set by another student.”
Stepping back, he lowered his fingers into his
waistband and slowly worked the water-laden briefs off his body. I was mesmerized the moment his cock sprung
free from its confines. My eyes were
bulging at the sheer size of him. I’d
seen men with huge pieces online, but this put all those guys to shame. I caught myself reaching out to touch it, but
then realized what I was doing and stepped back.
Grabbing my hand, Van guided me to him. “It won’t bite, love, not unless I tell it
to.” He laughed. The
bastard. “Go on, touch it. You won’t hurt me unless you grip it too
hard. Besides, I do expect to get to wash every inch of your body, and I want
the same in return, including my cock.”
His hand rested over mine as he pulled me to his
manhood. It was standing strong and
proud, curving up toward his belly. He
was huge. I’d heard people call a penis
a rod, but his cock didn’t feel like hard metal; instead, it felt soft to the
touch, but hardened underneath the silky texture of skin. I was shocked to see he was clean-shaven,
just as I was down there. I’d been told
I should remove the hair because that’s what men wanted. Actually, it’s what Van told me in the
beginning of my webcast. “Men desire their women clean-shaven so they
can see their pussy dripping with the juices of desire. It also provides more sensitivity to the man
and woman during oral sex.”
I ran my hand down the length of his shaft and
marveled at the feel, when his cock twitched in my hand, causing me to
jump. After a few more caresses, it
began to grow in my hand, and his hips starting to thrust ever so slightly as a
moan escaped his lips.
He pulled
back abruptly and spun me around. His
breath was uneven, his voice throaty, “Enough, love. I can’t take the feel of your touch; it’s too
tempting. If you keep this up, I’ll want
more than what you can give me.” He
leaned forward, placing a kiss on my neck just below my ear. “If you tempt me any further, I’ll need to
take you against this shower wall. I
wish for your first time to be special, Kaelin, and would like it to be
memorable for you, for both of us. I
yearn to be not only the first man to climb inside you, taking your virtue, but
the only man to ever know how it feels to have those walls clamped around my
dick as I take you to heaven and beyond in sexual bliss.”
Meet the author!
Cynthia P. O’Neill grew up in small town in South Florida and moved to Central Florida to attend college. There, she married her friend, love, and soul mate and still resides with their amazing son, and a feisty, four-legged little boy.
In her books, Cynthia draws on her background in healthcare and business, along with her husband’s engineering knowledge.
She currently writes on all levels of Romance. The Remembrance Series encompasses New Adult with a touch of Paranormal activity and a hint of Historical romance. A Learning Series is for those who like a little more steam with their books, falling into the categories of Contemporary - Erotica, with a hint of suspense.
Her latest series, Need, will have several books, each focusing on one couple per book. The main couple will then become supporting characters, while some of the background characters step forward to find their own happily ever after. It will be will be a Contemporary – Erotic romance with a high level of suspense added.
She tries to make her writing very personal and close to her heart. Regular life is the inspiration for her books, but her imagination takes them to new heights, opening up possibilities that would normally not exist.
To learn more about the author, please visit Cynthia’s website at: www.cynthiaponeill.com
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