His Choice

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Authors: Carrie Ann Ryan
Tags: fated, Desires, Dante's, Circle
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    Before she could beg for his touch, he licked her clit, then sucked. She rocked her face against him, holding the couch so she didn’t force him even closer. He sucked, licked, and nibbled along her clit and pussy until she radiated with need. A storm of heat and need tumbled within her and she felt the orgasm spark until it rolled over her, her body thrashing as she called his name. She threw back her head, closed her eyes, and rode the wave of pleasure her mate provided.
    He continued to go down on her as she came off her high, her body drugged with pleasure. Then he licked up her body, until his lips found her own. She could taste herself on him and just thought it was about the hottest thing ever.
    She felt his hands on her ass and suddenly she was in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her wet heat against the thick line of his erection within the confines of his jeans.
    “Bedroom?” he moaned.
    She nodded and leaned to kiss up his neck as he walked them to his bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed and she leaned back on her arms as he pulled off his shirt and pants.
    “You weren’t wearing underwear?” she asked, her stomach tightening again as she watched him.
    He was gorgeous. Long and lean muscles covered his body. The ridges of his abdomen begged for her tongue and she couldn’t wait to taste him.
    Speaking of tasting…
    She gulped as she studied his cock. Thick, long, and curved so it bounced on his stomach as he leaned over to kick the rest of his clothes out of the way.
    “If you keep staring at me like that, things are going to end a bit quicker than I’d planned.”
    She smiled then stood quickly, pushing him on his back on the bed before he had a chance to understand what she planned.
    “Leslie? Oh shit.”
    She cupped his balls and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue around the tip then along the little slit, loving the way his musky taste settled on his tongue.
    “Leslie, if you do this, I’ll come in your mouth when I really want to come in your pussy.”
    She pulled back, releasing his cock with a pop. “You’re a demon. You can go again,” she teased.
    He groaned and tangled his hand in her hair, directing her where he wanted. She stroked up and down his length with one hand while rolling his balls in the palm of her other hand. She licked and sucked the sides of his cock then finally let him down her throat. The tip brushed the back of her throat and she relaxed, letting him sit there for a minute before hollowing her cheeks and moving her head back. She bobbed up and down, sucking in time with the movement of her hands.
    He gripped her hair and forced her to stay still. She loved that he took control. Loved. It. She raised her eyes and sought his gaze as he fucked her mouth. His cock slid in and out of her lips and she loved the taste, loved putting the control in his hands.
    Finally she felt the first spurt of his seed on her tongue and she quickly swallowed as he came in her mouth. She let each drop roll down her throat then pulled away to lick his cock clean.
    “Fuck, Leslie, you’re amazing.”
    She gave him a naughty grin then he moved quicker than she could blink. Suddenly, she found herself on her back and his cock deep in her pussy as he thrust within her in one stroke.
    “Gods,” she moaned.
    Fawkes froze above her. The strain of waiting clear on his face fixed with worry. “Did I hurt you?”
    She shook her head. “No, please please. I need you.”
    He nodded the rolled his hips back, then forward. Her pussy tightened around him every time he tried to leave her and he groaned. He fucked her hard and fast, everything she needed as he leaned over her. He pulled back slightly and gripped her thighs pushing them up to her chest so he could get a bigger angle.
    “Touch yourself,” he ordered.
    She nodded, then let her hand travel down her stomach to her clit. She rubbed circles on her clit and felt herself let go.
    “Come. Come,

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