Loving what He Wants: Celine & Rhyland Series, #3

By Iris Deorre

Christmas is drawing near. Celine has told Rhyland that she doesn’t want anymore of his money. Just him! Her heart is torn but she’s also happy. She’s afraid of what she’s learnt but at the same time excited about what lies ahead for them.

Love is the key to this relationship and the only thing that’s eternal. Rhyland and Celine spend their time just loving each other and before Christmas Rhyland has a request she can’t refuse. Her life has changed so fast and she’s had to grow up fast. It is an emotional roller coaster ride that ends on an unexpected happy note.
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Iris Deorre
• Release date: Nov 28, 2013
• ISBN: 9781497775442

Iris Deorre

Iris is a romance author and loves to read and write interracial romance... Iris loves to tackle things people rarely talk about. She loves to bring love where it seems the hardest place to find it. She sees love as the flower that grows in the desert or out of a rock. Her stories are about love that penetrates the hardest of places. In short, her stories are about hope and overcoming.  Iris resides in the United Kingdom, with her lovely daughter and a crazy eyed German Shepherd. When Iris is not writing or reading you'll find her taking walks in the countryside with her doggy or spending time with friends and family. To learn more about Iris visit her blog page at irisdeorre.blogspot.co.uk or follow her on twitter.

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and incidents are products of author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales or events is entirely coincidental.

Chapter One

‘Come here let me see you.’

Celine had put on his favourite outfit. A red little number with the Santa hat.

‘You really love Christmas don’t you?’

‘If I could have Christmas everyday I would be the happiest man alive.’

Celine tried not to think about what he’d told her at least for the moment. Instead she gave into his demands. With the plane in the air flying through the clouds, he put his champagne aside and began to undress.

‘If I could do this everyday...’

‘You would be a happy man.’

‘Indeed I would.’

He took her in his arms and held her close. His body was warm and she looked over it looking for scars for some sign of illness but couldn’t see anything. Instead his body was perfect and tensed while he held her.

‘I love holding you like this.’

She leaned into him and just enjoyed the warmth, the tenderness. It was the best feeling in the world and she could understand why he’d want this everyday.

‘Come sit down.’ He led her back to her seat. ‘Let me see you.’ He widened her legs and slipped off the black silks. ‘You know I love you warm and wet.’

Celine whimpered as his mouth touched her lips. At first he was so gentle as if to tease her. He lifted each leg onto each arm rest and for a minute just admired her. She was amazing and he wanted to savour every moment. He put two fingers to her mouth and she took them into her mouth. She sucked and licked them before he retracted and placed them between her throbbing clit. He slowly ran the fingers up and down the sleeves missing the hole. Each time he lowered her middle produced more wetness. She cried and closed her eyes to the delight of his fingers.

He watched her as she enjoyed every moment of it, he smiled and brought his lips forward and met her pussy. With his fingers still exploring her, the tip of his tongue dipped into the middle.

‘Oh god!’ she let out.

Celine placed both hands over his head and forced him further into her. She pushed forward, grinding into his mouth, meeting the enthusiastic tongue as he sucked on her hard.

‘Oh yes, yes!’ The build up was inevitable. He was licking on the most sensitive part of her pussy. ‘Oh yes! Yeeees! Aaaaaaah!’ She let out as her body caved as she splashed out into his opened mouth.

He licked his lips satisfied and gazed up at her lovingly. She held out her hand and took him into her arms. He rested on her chest, listening to her beating heart. The kisses were tender against her skin, they moved across her breasts up towards her neck and finally her lips. She took his face into her hands and gave as much as he did. She kissed him as if it were the last time.

He dipped his tongue deep into her