When Lissa travels to Georgia to stay in an antebellum plantation home, she doesn’t count on sharing it with a ghost. But this ghostly man makess her feel more than anyone has in a long time. Knowing she can’t have a relationship with him, she dates the first man who comes along, thinking she may have found a winner. But Jared isn’t the sweet, caring guy he first appears to be.
Jesse has been dead for almost one hundred years. In all of his time on earth, both living and spectral, he has never met anyone like Lissa. If he had a heart, it would have stopped beating the moment he saw her. Why couldn’t this beautiful, talented woman have come along while he was still alive? Jesse would love nothing more than to take Lissa into his arms and kiss her senseless.
When Jared finds out Lissa is a spell casting witch, will he still stand by her side? Or will he push Lissa away, moving her towards the impossible – finding a way for her and Jesse to be together.
Lissa slowly walked over to him. When she stood less than a foot away from him, Jared reached out and pulled her into his arms. His hands travelled down her back to grip her waist and pull her closer.
“I had every intention of being a gentleman tonight until I saw you wearing this. Now all I can think about is making you mine.”
“So why don’t you?” Lissa asked. She briefly wondered when her voice had become so seductive. Normally at a time like this, it would have come out as a nervous squeak instead of the husky smoky tone she so often heard in Marney’s voice.
Jared didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He bent his head to hers, claiming her mouth in a savage kiss. The hands on her waist pulled her tight against his erection. The man may have been wearing jeans, but Lissa could feel a noticeable bulge.
Jared broke the kiss long enough to pick Lissa up and carry her to the bed. Lissa gasped as her feet left the floor. He made it seem so effortless, but she knew for a fact that she weighed about a hundred and fifty pounds; and yet Jared didn’t seem to be struggling or even remotely out of breath.
When they reached the bed, Jared lightly tossed her onto the mattress, following her down to cover her body with his. Burying one hand in her hair to pull her face close to his for a kiss, he slipped his other hand under her lower back, pulling her hips firmly against him. As his tongue caressed hers, his hips bucked against the juncture of her thighs, causing her breasts to graze his chest with each movement. The material of her satin nightgown was so thin that the friction caused Lissa’s nipples to pucker.
Wrapping her legs around his, she met his hips thrust for thrust. If the man didn’t take off his jeans soon, he was going to drive her insane. She already wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone before. Jared pushed up her nightgown to expose the small scrap of satin she wore underneath. He trailed kisses down her neck, down the middle of her chest, and slowly slid off the bed. Quickly removing his jeans, he kicked them aside. Resuming his position over Lissa, he looked down at her.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” he asked.
Lissa shook her head. She didn’t trust her voice to work at that particular moment.
“You are. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Jared’s hand slid up the outside of her nightgown to cup her left breast. His thumb flicked over her hard nipple, causing Lissa to gasp and arch her body toward him. He spread her legs and pressed himself against the satin of her panties. Leaning down to kiss her, he continued to tease her nipple through her nightgown. Lissa moaned when he lightly pinched her nipple and she thrust her hips upward, wanting to feel him inside of her. Jared kissed the side of her neck, his five o’clock shadow gently scraping her skin. Trailing kisses across her collarbone, he nuzzled the top edge of her nightgown. He kissed her breast through the material. He nipped her nipple with his teeth.
Jared loved watching Lissa’s body react to him. As she arched off the bed, he reached between them to slide his hand over her satin panties. She was so wet and ready for him that her panties were soaked. Her nub was full and swollen; he could feel it through the material and gently flicked it with his thumb.
Lissa thrust her hips up, wishing he would stop teasing her, and yet not wanting him to stop. She was almost mindless with pleasure and she still had her clothes on. She could only imagine what it would feel like when they were both naked, skin to skin, with him buried deep inside of her.
Jared slid his hand back up her body. Lissa whimpered, unsure if she wanted him to keep going or if she wanted him to stop. As Jared pushed her nightgown further up, exposing her breasts, she pressed herself against his erection. She could feel how big and hard he was.
Jared first took one nipple into his mouth, sucking, licking and nibbling on it, before turning to the other one. He grabbed her hips as he thrust against her, continuing to lick and suck on her nipples.
Lissa wasn’t sure she could take much more. Reaching down, she lifted her nightgown over her head and dropped it off the side of the bed. Jared watched her with heavy-lidded eyes. Lissa ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pulling his body down on hers. When his chest lightly touched her breasts, she arched against him, loving the feel of his skin against hers.
Lissa’s hands travelled down his back. She grabbed his hips and pulled him tight against her. Tightening her legs around him, she thrust herself against his erection, rubbing against him.
Jared kissed her, pulling her body as close to his as he could. Wanting to make her climax, he met her thrusts, rubbing himself against her swollen clit. With a final upward thrust of her hips, Lissa cried out her release.