The Nightlife San Antonio: (Urban Fantasy Romance) (The Nightlife Series) by Travis Luedke Page B
Authors: Travis Luedke
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his cock, just enough to let her venom work its magic. “Damn it woman. Why do you have to tempt me so badly.”
He pulled her up and lifted her into his arms. In another two seconds they were on the bed, and the tighty whiteys she stole from him went flying. The man could be an insanely ravenous lover, and she didn’t know how to slow him down. “Wait! I’m not ready yet!”
His face went down an d heaven exploded from between her legs as he lapped at her most delicate folds. His tongue slipped, in, swirled around, penetrated slightly, and then he sealed his lips against her and sucked hard. “Dios mio!” She buried her fingers in his hair and held on as he sucked and tongued a glorious orgasm out of her.
Grinding her wet pussy into his lips and teeth, humping through her climax, suddenly she felt cool air. He was up and tearing off his sweatpants and t-shirt. His weight hit her at the same time his cock pushed into her wet and oh-so-ready flesh. He slid in partway with a glorious pressure and then the pain hit again.
“Wait!” She clawed her way back up the bed, tryi ng to relieve the pressure inside of her.
He was too far gone to wait. He shoved in, pushing all that hard cock right past whatever the restriction was, and finally he filled her to bursting. She could almost taste his cock as it pushed so deep inside her that she screamed and writhed in the overwhelming blend of pain and pleasure.
“Not again? What the –”
He popped up and slid out of her to look down at his red-stained rock-hard cock. “How the hell can you still be a virgin? That’s not even possible.”
She had no answers, and at the moment she didn’t care. The pleasure of having him buried inside her was worth the momentary pain. She grabbed his ass and wrapped her legs around his thighs and tugged that monster right back where it belonged. “No more talk, just give it to me.”
Dios mio, he gave it to her , all of it, relentlessly. It was so worth it.
* * * *
Adrian awoke from his second orgasm in over an hour of non-stop sex with this psycho vampire who had cut the bed sheets with her claws as she screamed his name, over and over. The woman was like a multiple personality nutjob – one minute this beautiful, frail crazy chick, the next minute biting his neck and riding his hardest grudge-fuck, like she couldn’t get enough. He knew without a doubt he had hurt her, but she lay beneath him smiling, still humping her hips, still wanting more.
He didn’t think he had anything more, at least not for a few hours. She took it all and left him nothing. Breathing hard and shaking on arms weak from exertion, he slipped away from her and lay on his back.
After a minute of breath, he finally got a chance to speak without her licking, sucking, biting or fucking his mind into oblivion. “How can you be a virgin, twice?”
He waited to hear her explain the inexplicable, and all he got was a purrin g sound as she cuddled up to grind her wet pussy on his thigh, and rub her cheek on his chest. She sounded like a little motor-boat of growling pleasure.
“I meant what I said earlier. You can’t be here anymore. This has become a real problem. I am still waiting for an answer to my question.”
She stiffened against him, and for the first time in a very long time, he actually felt guilty. How the hell could he feel guilty? This woman invaded his life, insinuated herself into his home, and dragged him into the middle of mafia wars. She was San Antonio’s most wanted, and had turned his life inside out. Why the hell should he feel guilty?
She had to go, b ut he didn’t want her to go. The nutjob had found a way to hook him. Somehow, it was her bite. He knew he needed it, wanted more. She had him hooked, bad.
She growled low, the sound of her voice an instant turn on. “I can’t answer you, because I don’t know. I know it hurts, at first, but then it doesn’t.” She smiled, and he knew she wanted more. Perhaps she
He pulled her up and lifted her into his arms. In another two seconds they were on the bed, and the tighty whiteys she stole from him went flying. The man could be an insanely ravenous lover, and she didn’t know how to slow him down. “Wait! I’m not ready yet!”
His face went down an d heaven exploded from between her legs as he lapped at her most delicate folds. His tongue slipped, in, swirled around, penetrated slightly, and then he sealed his lips against her and sucked hard. “Dios mio!” She buried her fingers in his hair and held on as he sucked and tongued a glorious orgasm out of her.
Grinding her wet pussy into his lips and teeth, humping through her climax, suddenly she felt cool air. He was up and tearing off his sweatpants and t-shirt. His weight hit her at the same time his cock pushed into her wet and oh-so-ready flesh. He slid in partway with a glorious pressure and then the pain hit again.
“Wait!” She clawed her way back up the bed, tryi ng to relieve the pressure inside of her.
He was too far gone to wait. He shoved in, pushing all that hard cock right past whatever the restriction was, and finally he filled her to bursting. She could almost taste his cock as it pushed so deep inside her that she screamed and writhed in the overwhelming blend of pain and pleasure.
“Not again? What the –”
He popped up and slid out of her to look down at his red-stained rock-hard cock. “How the hell can you still be a virgin? That’s not even possible.”
She had no answers, and at the moment she didn’t care. The pleasure of having him buried inside her was worth the momentary pain. She grabbed his ass and wrapped her legs around his thighs and tugged that monster right back where it belonged. “No more talk, just give it to me.”
Dios mio, he gave it to her , all of it, relentlessly. It was so worth it.
* * * *
Adrian awoke from his second orgasm in over an hour of non-stop sex with this psycho vampire who had cut the bed sheets with her claws as she screamed his name, over and over. The woman was like a multiple personality nutjob – one minute this beautiful, frail crazy chick, the next minute biting his neck and riding his hardest grudge-fuck, like she couldn’t get enough. He knew without a doubt he had hurt her, but she lay beneath him smiling, still humping her hips, still wanting more.
He didn’t think he had anything more, at least not for a few hours. She took it all and left him nothing. Breathing hard and shaking on arms weak from exertion, he slipped away from her and lay on his back.
After a minute of breath, he finally got a chance to speak without her licking, sucking, biting or fucking his mind into oblivion. “How can you be a virgin, twice?”
He waited to hear her explain the inexplicable, and all he got was a purrin g sound as she cuddled up to grind her wet pussy on his thigh, and rub her cheek on his chest. She sounded like a little motor-boat of growling pleasure.
“I meant what I said earlier. You can’t be here anymore. This has become a real problem. I am still waiting for an answer to my question.”
She stiffened against him, and for the first time in a very long time, he actually felt guilty. How the hell could he feel guilty? This woman invaded his life, insinuated herself into his home, and dragged him into the middle of mafia wars. She was San Antonio’s most wanted, and had turned his life inside out. Why the hell should he feel guilty?
She had to go, b ut he didn’t want her to go. The nutjob had found a way to hook him. Somehow, it was her bite. He knew he needed it, wanted more. She had him hooked, bad.
She growled low, the sound of her voice an instant turn on. “I can’t answer you, because I don’t know. I know it hurts, at first, but then it doesn’t.” She smiled, and he knew she wanted more. Perhaps she
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