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Spring Fever!

I can't believe April is almost over! I don't know about you, but I've got spring fever! Mother Nature keeps teasing me with warmer days here and there, but she's not being consistent enough for me to put away my winter coat just yet.

Nevermind! I've got a sizzling hot free read guaranteed to warm you up faster than your snuggie!

Enjoy a teasing snippet from my popular free read No Panties...
It was Friday night and Lisa was going out with her girls. Tonight she was going to have some fun. She deserved it after the week of hell she’d put in at work.

She pivoted in the mirror taking in her curvy silhouette from all angles. Her honey-toned skin looked great with the black dress, making the splashes of white flowers running down the sides of her hips more dramatic. It was tight in all the right places and made her feel super sexy.

Lisa looked at her ass and frowned. Maybe it was too tight. The soft material hugged the rounded curve of her backside before flaring out into ruffles. She was distracted by the visible lines of her panties.

In a quick decision she reached under the silky dress and pulled off her black lace panties. Turning around again, she was happy with the result. No lines and her ass looked amazing.

She stepped into her strappy heels and headed out of her apartment. The warm wind swirled around her and up under her dress making her shiver as the air caressed her bare skin.

Wearing no panties was a definite thrill. She felt brazen and bold and just a little turned on as she waited for the train. Having a secret did wonders to her libido if the tingle pulsing between her legs was any indicator.

Too bad she was single. No lover to unleash her passion on.

The doors opened and Lisa stepped inside the train, happy to find the car practically empty, save one man leaning against the opposite door.

An attractive man, Lisa acknowledged to herself in the few seconds she took in his appearance. Dressed in a dark suit, he looked every bit the GQ model with stylish sandy brown hair, dark brown eyes and a profile that made her take a second look.

Now he was looking at her, his eyes slowly traveling up her heels and up over the rest of her dress. Lisa grabbed the pole to hold on as the train took off flustered by his appraisal. Turning her back away from him, Lisa felt a rush of heat flood into her veins.

Her phone vibrated inside of her purse and she fumbled to reach it as the train rocked and lurched along the tracks overlooking the city below.

Was he still watching her?

The thought made her palms sweaty, her fingers clumsy and when the train came to a sudden abrupt stop, she dropped the slim phone. The plastic device hit with a clatter and Lisa cursed, quickly bending over to retrieve it.

The sharp intake of breath behind her made freeze for a mere second before grabbing the phone and straightening.

He saw. He knew her little secret. Lisa’s heart was beating so fast, she barely heard the conductor’s voice coming over the intercom. Flustered, she forced herself not to turn and look at his face as she smoothed her dress down.

The train came to a stop, the doors opened to a throng of people pushing their way into the car and every seat was taken.

“Here...take my seat.”

The deep voice behind her was warm, totally authoritative and Lisa knew it was him without even having to look.

The older woman next to her smiled with gratitude and Lisa felt the sexy Samaritan stand up behind her. 

She could feel his eyes on her skin and tried not to shiver. Another stop and more people crowded on the train, pressing Lisa more towards the back of the car. Someone pushed and she lost her footing stumbling backwards into him.

“Whoa,” he breathed in her ear.

Lisa couldn’t move, couldn’t hardly breathe. Each breath brought a whiff of expensive cologne to her nose. She was pressed against his chest and her body reacted in a million different ways. She could feel his erection through the material of his trousers and her pussy went liquid.

The conductor boomed onto the intercom to inform the passengers of a delay and a groan went through the train. The two of them were sandwiched together with his tall frame against the door and passengers crowded in front of them.

“Looks like we aren’t moving anytime soon,” he said softly, his hands steadying her as the train lurched to a stop.

Lisa blinked and nodded, acutely aware of his hand on her hips, his fingers gently pressing into her thighs. Her nipples tightened painfully as she sucked in a desperate breath. He hadn’t removed his hands and Lisa knew she should do it, but she didn’t.

Just when she thought he was going to move his hands, she pressed her bottom into his erection that was now rock hard. His hands tightened on her hips for a moment before moving to cup her ass.

Lisa let out a little gasp, grateful for the background chatter. His hands kneaded the soft curve of her ass cheeks and Lisa bit her lip to keep from moaning. She pressed her thighs together and her enlarged clit sent pulses of pleasure through her body.

She didn’t know his name and she didn’t care. She just wanted him to touch her.

Copyright © 2012 Nichelle Gregory

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1 comment:

Lisabet Sarai said...

Whew, Nichelle! This story's more appropriate for red hot summer than just spring!