Head Over Heels by Lena Matthews (most inspirational books of all time .TXT) 📕

the same time. “Thank you anyway, but I have to pass. My days of dancing till midnight are long past.” Walt glanced over at his daughter with love in his eyes. “Have you picked a costume yet, honey?”

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“No. I haven’t had time to look for anything.” Cyn turned to him and eyed him speculatively. “What are you going as?”

“Prince Charming.” He watched her lips twist in grin. “Shut up.”

“Oh, I don’t think so.” She teased. “And tell me, Prince Parker, did you come up with this idea all by yourself?”

“I’m not that vain. My mother had the costume made. She’s big on themes. This year she wants us to dress up like characters from a fairy tale. Lame I know.”

“It’s not lame. I think it’s sexy you still do what your mommy wants.”

“Brat.” Cyn was lucky her father was in the room or he might show her what he really thought of her comment, with his hand against her upturned bare bottom.

Cyn blew him a kiss in lieu of a response. Their childish antics seemed to amuse her father who discreetly interrupted them. “If you pardon an old man’s foolishness, I think I might have an idea.”

“What?” she asked.

“It’s a surprise.” Walt walked back around the counter and picked up his car keys.

“I’ll be back.”

“A surprise. Dad!”

“Twenty minutes tops.” Walt grinned as he hurried out of the shop, leaving Parker and Cyn staring after him.

Cyn glanced from her father’s retreating back to Parker and took his hand into hers.

“I can’t believe you’re here.”

He couldn’t believe it took him that long to make the trip. “I couldn’t stand to be away from you any longer.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

She glanced at the door then back to him with a wicked little grin. “You know a lot can happen in twenty minutes.”

“Do tell.”

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She put her finger to her lips before winking at him. Then with a spring in her step, she walked over to the door. She turned her head toward him and waggled her brows. He knew she was up to something nefarious when she flipped the lock and the closed sign and then pulled down the shade.

“What’s going on?”

Rejoining him, she took his hand and began to pull him toward the back of the store.

“There’s a little something back here I think you need to see.”

“What’s that?”

“Me.”

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Chapter Nine

The second they stepped in the storage room, they were all over one another. There was no time for finesse. They were on a time crunch. Although there was a lot they could do in twenty minutes, Cyn was only interested in one.

Fucking.

Cyn wasn’t sure who initiated the kiss, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was being in Parker’s arms once more. His tongue swept across hers as he ran his hands over her back, as if familiarizing himself with her body once more. It was a sentiment with which Cyn could definitely relate as she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on to him with all her might.

A low growl sounded deep in his throat as she pressed her breasts up against the massive wall of his chest. She could feel the evidence of his desire touching her belly, pressing hard and thick in all its glory. She felt as if she was on fire, and Parker was the only one who could quench her flame.

Their mouths were fused, as if they were attempting to make up for all their time apart in this one moment. Yet it still wasn’t enough.

Parker broke their kiss as he nudged her back against the wall and shoved his hand under her skirt. He brushed his fingers against her cloth-covered mound, before taking the silk material in his hand and tugging lightly. “I want this off. Now.”

Cyn considered herself a very independent, head strong, Sojourner Truth type woman, yet the second Parker’s voice took on that commanding tone, her knees weakened, her pulse sped up, and she instantly became wet. “Bossy.”

“The clock’s ticking, Cyn.” He took a step back, giving her enough room to do as he bid, but nothing else. “Don’t have me tell you again.”

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Oh God, she was going to combust into a million particles. But it was going to be well worth it. Licking her lips, she moved her hands to her waist and pushed the red silk past her hips.

He watched her intently as her panties dropped to the floor. His heat-filled gaze practically devoured her whole. With a simple look, Parker made her feel as if she was everything, the most beautiful and desirable woman alive. And he was all hers.

She couldn’t wait to take him into her body again. The second she stepped out of her panties she reached for him. She wasn’t in the mood for foreplay. She wanted him to take her and take her now. “Fuck me.”

“You should know better than that. Spread your legs. Now.” Parker dropped to the floor in front of her, wound his hand in her skirt, and held it up and to the side. He moved her left leg over his shoulder and pulled her hips forward before inhaling deeply. Leaning back he looked up at her with a heat-filled gaze. “God, I missed the scent of you.”

“Is that all you missed?”

“No. I missed the way you taste as well. I missed waking up with you in the morning.” Parker spread Cyn’s nether lips wide and lightly brushed his finger over her clit, dragging a moan from the depths of her. “And I really missed the way you cry my name when you come.”

“I don’t cry your name.”

“Yes, you do.” He blew lightly on her overheated bundle of nerves, before caressing her once more. “Should I remind you?”

“Please do.” Cyn whimpered as she leaned weakly against the wall. She didn’t know if she had the strength to stand while he pleasured her, but she was going to do her damndest and