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Rated R - m/f - Romance

"Little Red Riding Mountie"
(Another faery tale by Catalina Dudka - Copyright 1996)

"Oh dear ..." Fraser sighed as she pushed him back against the wall. "What big eyes you have."

Her hands gripped the red serge and yanked it open, gold buttons flew in every direction.

"The better to see you with," she whispered huskily into his mouth, as she dealt swiftly with undershirt and suspenders. Then pressed into him, her soft breasts flattened against his chest.

Fraser delighted in the feel of soft curves beneath the silk gown. Long crimson fingernails raked down his torso scrapping over stiff nipples.

"What beautiful hands you have," he gasped in sublime pleasure as the hands were followed by a warm, wet mouth.

"The better to touch you with," she answered, as she pulled down his slacks.

Fraser groaned as his erection was exposed to her sensual gaze. She looked up, and he was lost in her chocolate brown eyes. His gaze moved to her full lips as she smiled a wicked smile.

"What sharp teeth you have," he said, his voice hoarse with wanting her.

"The better to...."

"FRANCESCA!!!" Ray pounded on the bedroom door. "Get up already, Jeez!"

"Go away...," Frannie pulled the comforter over her head, trying to hold on to the delicious dream.

"If you don't hurry, I'm gonna be late!!" Ray insisted annoyingly. "Get a Move ON!!"

"I'll be out in a minute," she assured him.

Arms overhead, Francesca stretched sensuously and smiled a wicked smile. Next time you won't be so lucky, Fraser, she resolved. Next time there will be no rescue, Frannie decided as she formulated the next fantasy.

The End