did you tell Riley I would move into your room? Do you have any idea how inappropriate—”
He cut off her chastisement with a kiss. She fought him for a second, but he had no qualms about using his strength against her in this instance. He grasped her wrists as she fought to push him away and he held them together one-handed behind her back.
With his other hand, he gripped her head, holding her lips to his, pushing his tongue into her mouth.
Her fight was short-lived and he quickly sensed the change in her demeanor as she started to return his kiss. She struggled to regain the use of her hands and he released them, rejoicing when she gripped his waist, dragging his lower body toward hers.
He raised her nightgown to her waist, swallowing her moan when he dragged his finger over her clit. She was soaking wet and he knew the talk they needed to have would have to wait. He was hard and aching and only Lane held the cure. He moved away from her lips.
“I want to suck your cock,” she whispered.
He was blown away by her request and before he could think beyond his next breath, she dropped to her knees.
“Fuck.” He wondered if he’d ever seen anything as sexy as Lane kneeling before him, working his jeans over his hips. Once the material fell to his ankles, he kicked it off, gasping as Lane took his cock in her firm grip.
“God, Lane.” She ran her tongue around the head, teasing him with the contradictions in her touches. Her too-light licks were an incredible contrast to the rough strokes of her fist. Over and over, she ran her grip along his aching flesh, hard and strong, while only giving him a small bit of her mouth. He’d never felt anything more erotic.
“Stop messing around. Take me in your mouth.” His balls were already threatening to blow and there was no way he wasn’t coming in her mouth. “Please.” 85
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She looked up and smiled for just a moment, and then he watched his cock slowly disappear between her lips. He groaned when his dick hit the back of her throat. “So fucking good.”
She kept her hand at the base of his cock, gripping it and moving her hand and mouth together in unison. When her other hand grasped his balls, he knew he was a goner. Stars flew behind his eyes as he felt his climax build, as he reached the peak.
“Gonna come.” He gripped her head in his hands, thrusting into her mouth like a drowning man swimming for shore. Lane matched his pace and when he came, he watched in amazement as she swallowed every drop, her gaze one of complete and utter happiness.
He slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth and dropped to his knees, grasping her face as he kissed her. He could taste his come on her lips and the flavor drove him mad. Gripping the hem on her nightgown, he dragged it over her head.
“Naked,” he said. “I want you naked.” He pushed her onto her back on the floor.
He was distantly aware that he should put her on the bed, but the three feet between them and the mattress was too far to travel. He needed to taste her, touch her, have her.
He shoved her legs apart and leaned forward, dragging his tongue along her wet slit.
“Tris,” she cried out as he consumed her. His tongue toyed with her clit as he pushed two fingers inside her hot pussy. She thrust her hips toward him, her erratic motions reminding him of his own during the blowjob. Would it always be this way for them? Would they ever come together without this sense of urgency, of intense need?
He nipped at her clit and she moaned, the sound driving him higher.
“More.” He wanted more. He wanted everything.
He drew his fingers out and they traveled lower. When the tip of his index finger rimmed her anus, he heard her gasp. He paused for only a moment, waiting for her to refuse, to deny him, but she merely rose up on her elbows to watch him.
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“Mine,” he said, wondering how she’d managed to bring him down to caveman level. He couldn’t utter anything
He cut off her chastisement with a kiss. She fought him for a second, but he had no qualms about using his strength against her in this instance. He grasped her wrists as she fought to push him away and he held them together one-handed behind her back.
With his other hand, he gripped her head, holding her lips to his, pushing his tongue into her mouth.
Her fight was short-lived and he quickly sensed the change in her demeanor as she started to return his kiss. She struggled to regain the use of her hands and he released them, rejoicing when she gripped his waist, dragging his lower body toward hers.
He raised her nightgown to her waist, swallowing her moan when he dragged his finger over her clit. She was soaking wet and he knew the talk they needed to have would have to wait. He was hard and aching and only Lane held the cure. He moved away from her lips.
“I want to suck your cock,” she whispered.
He was blown away by her request and before he could think beyond his next breath, she dropped to her knees.
“Fuck.” He wondered if he’d ever seen anything as sexy as Lane kneeling before him, working his jeans over his hips. Once the material fell to his ankles, he kicked it off, gasping as Lane took his cock in her firm grip.
“God, Lane.” She ran her tongue around the head, teasing him with the contradictions in her touches. Her too-light licks were an incredible contrast to the rough strokes of her fist. Over and over, she ran her grip along his aching flesh, hard and strong, while only giving him a small bit of her mouth. He’d never felt anything more erotic.
“Stop messing around. Take me in your mouth.” His balls were already threatening to blow and there was no way he wasn’t coming in her mouth. “Please.” 85
Mari Carr
She looked up and smiled for just a moment, and then he watched his cock slowly disappear between her lips. He groaned when his dick hit the back of her throat. “So fucking good.”
She kept her hand at the base of his cock, gripping it and moving her hand and mouth together in unison. When her other hand grasped his balls, he knew he was a goner. Stars flew behind his eyes as he felt his climax build, as he reached the peak.
“Gonna come.” He gripped her head in his hands, thrusting into her mouth like a drowning man swimming for shore. Lane matched his pace and when he came, he watched in amazement as she swallowed every drop, her gaze one of complete and utter happiness.
He slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth and dropped to his knees, grasping her face as he kissed her. He could taste his come on her lips and the flavor drove him mad. Gripping the hem on her nightgown, he dragged it over her head.
“Naked,” he said. “I want you naked.” He pushed her onto her back on the floor.
He was distantly aware that he should put her on the bed, but the three feet between them and the mattress was too far to travel. He needed to taste her, touch her, have her.
He shoved her legs apart and leaned forward, dragging his tongue along her wet slit.
“Tris,” she cried out as he consumed her. His tongue toyed with her clit as he pushed two fingers inside her hot pussy. She thrust her hips toward him, her erratic motions reminding him of his own during the blowjob. Would it always be this way for them? Would they ever come together without this sense of urgency, of intense need?
He nipped at her clit and she moaned, the sound driving him higher.
“More.” He wanted more. He wanted everything.
He drew his fingers out and they traveled lower. When the tip of his index finger rimmed her anus, he heard her gasp. He paused for only a moment, waiting for her to refuse, to deny him, but she merely rose up on her elbows to watch him.
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“Mine,” he said, wondering how she’d managed to bring him down to caveman level. He couldn’t utter anything
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