When You Were Mine [Second Chances 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Michelle Roth

your hands on my cock.”
    Cora slowed the speed of her hand and began to kiss her way down his chest, stopping along the way to run her lips and tongue along the ridges of his stomach. As she settled on to her knees, she asked, “But what about the feel of my mouth on your cock?”
    She continued to stroke with one hand as she leaned in to swirl her tongue around the tip of his erection. Licking along the length of it, she flicked her tongue against the sensitive spot just below the head, before she took him fully into her mouth.
    One of the hands that had been hanging loosely at his side immediately slid into her hair, gripping it tightly. Cora whimpered around his cock as she felt a flood of arousal between her thighs. She hadn’t thought she’d enjoy the slight edge of pain, but the fact that she was dripping with arousal, said otherwise.
    Jamie began to rock his hips, thrusting into her mouth. When his hand tightened in her hair, she moaned around him and pressed her thighs together, hoping to alleviate some the throbbing ache.
    When she shifted again, and whimpered around his thick cock, Jamie asked, “Is sucking my cock turning you on, Cora? Why don’t you play with that pretty pussy for me? Slide those shorts down if you can.”
    Cora only hesitated a moment before she moved her hands to slide her shorts down. Once they were at her knees, she wiggled slightly so she wasn’t trapped in them.
    “That’s it,” Jamie groaned. “Spread your thighs, sweetheart. I want to see. Show me how wet you are.”
    Needy, Cora dipped her hand between her thighs and held it up. It glistened with her cream.
    “Fuck, baby. You’re soaked. Rub your clit for me. I wanna see you fall apart.”
    Cora moved one hand back up to stroke along his length and slid the other between her thighs. Pressing two fingers inside her aching cunt, she began to rock against her hand as he fucked her mouth. She ground herself against her palm, desperate for any sort of friction on her aching clit.
    She wanted to see him lose control. She wanted him feeling as wild and needy as she was. Cora knew just how to make that happen. Moving her hand from around his length, she relaxed her jaw, taking him even deeper into her mouth.
    When he nudged the back of her throat, Jamie ground out, “Sweet fucking Christ. Just like that.”
    As the beginnings of release started, she whimpered around his cock. She shifted her hand and now rubbed tight circles around her throbbing clit. The ache only intensified.
    Almost lightheaded, she reached underneath, lightly massaging his balls. When he gritted out, “Oh, fuck. Like that,” and gave her hair another rough tug, she cried out around his cock, release barreling through her like a freight train.
    Seconds later he said, “Oh Christ, baby. I’m gonna come,” as he erupted in her mouth.
    Cora felt the hot liquid hit the back of her throat and continued to swallow until the grip on her hair had loosened slightly. Her body throbbed with release in time with his, but it wasn’t nearly enough. Something about this man made her all but insatiable.
    As he pulled back from her mouth and released her hair, Jamie said, “Jesus.” He watched her, a somewhat stunned look on his face, as he tried to catch his breath.
    As he opened his mouth to speak Cora stood, then very deliberately licked her fingers clean, gave him a slow smile and said, “Morning.”
    She leaned down and began to gather her clothing and yoga mat. As she straightened again, he jerked her up against him and said, “I hope you don’t think I’m done with you yet.”
    Cora squealed, dropping the clothes and mat as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She squirmed against him until he gave her ass a light slap. Unable to stop herself, she gave a little whimper and then bit down on her lip.
    “Nope,” he said. “You’re mine now. Hope you don’t have any early patients, because this may take a while.”
    Her breathing heavy, she