Cain's Salvation is book 1 in the Genophyte series. Cain was one of the first genophytes, a genetically engineered group of soldiers. He bought his freedom and was living a fulfilling life. Samantha Bridgestone threw his tranquility out the window with a cry for help and a single picture.
|Releasing June 5th|
Here is an unedited snippet:
“I know you’re fully capable of walking, but I haven’t been able to touch another human being in so long that I don’t want to stop now. If you don’t mind, I’d like to keep holding you for a while.” Cain stopped in the hallway and pressed her against the wall, kissing her until her breath came in little gasps. He smiled at her with a grin that would rival the famous Cheshire feline. “I will be busy soon enough with calls and other things. Right now, I want to hold a beautiful woman in my arms and enjoy her body.”
Sam sighed against his lips and closed her eyes.
“Fine, I guess if you can keep calling me beautiful, I can keep letting you carry me.” She grinned and waved her hand toward the kitchen. “Onward, good sir. I need to be fed.”
“Like what you see?”
“I do, very much, but I was imagining the picture without the towel impeding my view of your delectable ass.”
Cain sputtered before standing and quickly turning to catch Sam by the waist. He wiggled between her legs and pulled her tight to his body. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips. . Cain pulled her flush against his waist and leaned forward to nibble on her collarbone.
“If I’m going to be naked for your perusal, then you’ll be for mine, right?” He grinned. He bent forward and captured a nipple in his mouth and teased it with languid swirls. She closed her eyes and thumped her head back against a cabinet door. . A soft moan escaped her lips.
Sam wrapped her legs around Cain and locked her ankles together over his hips. She pulled his body close to hers and ground her mound against his belly. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as he continued to circle her puckered nub with his hot tongue. She groaned when he moved his mouth with hot, wet, questing kisses to her other breast. A gasp whispered from between her lips when he bit down on her nipple at the same time as he snaked his hand between their bodies to rub on her swollen clit.
“God, Cain, that feels so good. Mmmmm, bite me harder.”
“What’s so funny about what I’m doing to you?” Cain asked as he slipped his thumb into her dripping core. A groan escaped his lips, and he bent his head and licked a wet path up her neck, to her earlobe. “I don’t find any of this funny, you know.”
“It’s not funny…just that I don’t think I have ever had more than two orgasms in one day, and I’m ready to explode again. It’s like a world record for me, and it’s not even noon,” she answered with breathless gasps. Her eyes closed in bliss, and she moaned when he sucked on her neck. “Oh God. Rub me harder, please. I’m so close.”
Cain laughed low in his chest and bit her neck while rubbing her clit faster and harder. He slid his other hand around to her ass and slowly rubbed a finger against her anus. He slid his mouth to a nipple again and sucked the nub into his mouth. She shuddered when he pressed it against the roof of his mouth.
Sam’s body clenched, and with a final flick of her nipple, he sent her over the edge into an abyss of pleasure. She gasped out a litany of praise for Cain’s lovemaking in breathy abandon. She chanted, “Oh my God, that was so good,” until he captured her mouth in an amused kiss.
“I think I like having you naked in the kitchen,” he laughed. “Now, I’m starving. Do you want me to make you a sandwich?”
Her eyes were still lidded with passion and pleasure when she looked up from his chest. She scowled at him and glanced down at the evidence of his arousal. “Don’t you want me to take care of that?”
If you enjoyed this snippet keep an eye out for Sensual Sunday pieces in the next couple of weeks!