Read Online Mastered 2: Ten Tales of Sensual Surrender by Saskia Walker, Portia Da Costa, Opal Carew, Jennifer Leeland, Madelynne Ellis, T.J. Michaels, Emily Ryan-Davis, Cynthia Sax, Evangeline Anderson, Avery Aster, Karen Fenech, Ruby Foxx - Free Book Online
Authors: Saskia Walker, Portia Da Costa, Opal Carew, Jennifer Leeland, Madelynne Ellis, T.J. Michaels, Emily Ryan-Davis, Cynthia Sax, Evangeline Anderson, Avery Aster, Karen Fenech, Ruby Foxx
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sir.”
“Call me Mr. Danner.”
“Yes, Mr. Danner.”
He stepped close and, with his hand wrapped around his long shaft, pressed his cockhead to her lips. She opened, then he slid into her mouth. He was so big, she had to stretch wide to accommodate him, then once his cockhead was inside, she tightened her lips around his shaft.
He pushed deeper still. She relaxed her throat, allowing him to glide further inside. Then he drew back, her lips caressing his flesh. He slid forward, then back again. She squeezed him, satisfied at his murmur of approval.
Then he moved in short strokes while she sucked his hard flesh. Then long, deep strokes. Then short.
Then he pushed deep inside, the muscles of his face drawn tight. She licked his shaft, swirling her tongue around him as best she could with his big cock filling her mouth. He drew back, enough that she could run her tongue around his corona, stroking under the ridge.
“Fuck, that feels so good. Now I want you to make me come.”
He pushed inside, then began to thrust, fucking her mouth. She squeezed him. He moaned as he filled her, then his body tensed.
“Now, baby. I’m going to come.” Then he jerked forward and hot liquid filled her mouth.
He groaned as she swallowed and sucked more. His thrusts slowed. She licked and squeezed him until finally, he slipped from her mouth, his cock soft and sated.
He stepped behind her and stroked his hands along her back, then over her hips. She was very aware of her intimate folds, damp with need, exposed to his view. His fingers trailed over her ass and he squeezed, the still sensitive flesh stinging a little.
Then she forgot the pain as he found her moist folds and stroked the length of her. His fingertip burrowed into her soft flesh and glided inside. Then another followed. She squeezed around him, arching her behind toward him, wanting those fingers deeper.
He glided his fingertips along the inside of her canal. Stroking. Filling her with need.
He found one spot and kept stroking. Pleasure swelled inside her and she moaned. It felt incredible.
“Do you like that?”
She sucked in a breath. “Yes, Mr. Danner.”
The gliding of his fingertips drove her pleasure higher and higher. She groaned. God, he hadn’t even touched her clit, yet she was… Oh, God… so close. Her senses fluttered on the edge of the abyss.
Then it happened. She arched her back and moaned as an orgasm rushed through her. Her body tightened and heat swelled in her, then released in a flood of liquid. It dripped down her thighs.
Her torso collapsed on the bench as she panted, trying to catch her breath. Oh, God, that had never happened before.
He knew her body better than she did. He knew how to give her pleasure she’d never imagined.
Then he was helping her to her feet and she realized he’d freed her wrists and ankles. He took her elbow and led her to the couch where he sat her down, then knelt in front of her and lifted her knees over his shoulders. Then his mouth covered her.
“Oh, God!” Still flying high from the orgasm he’d just given her, the touch of his warm mouth and tongue against her sensitive flesh jolted through her with a wild intensity. She arched against him, wanting more. Needing more.
He suckled her clit in a gentle, rippling pulse and she arched against him.
“Yes.” She gasped as he sucked harder, then licked.
Pleasure built in her core, and with each stroke of his tongue, it spread. Further. Deeper. More intense. Until it filled her entire being.
Bliss vibrated through her and she clutched his shoulders. “Oh, Mr. Danner.”
His gaze caught hers, an erotic sight with his mouth covering her most intimate flesh, and she was sure he was going to tell her to stop. To deny her release until later.
But it was too late. The intense flood of pleasure carried her along whether willing or not.
And oh, God, she was so
“Call me Mr. Danner.”
“Yes, Mr. Danner.”
He stepped close and, with his hand wrapped around his long shaft, pressed his cockhead to her lips. She opened, then he slid into her mouth. He was so big, she had to stretch wide to accommodate him, then once his cockhead was inside, she tightened her lips around his shaft.
He pushed deeper still. She relaxed her throat, allowing him to glide further inside. Then he drew back, her lips caressing his flesh. He slid forward, then back again. She squeezed him, satisfied at his murmur of approval.
Then he moved in short strokes while she sucked his hard flesh. Then long, deep strokes. Then short.
Then he pushed deep inside, the muscles of his face drawn tight. She licked his shaft, swirling her tongue around him as best she could with his big cock filling her mouth. He drew back, enough that she could run her tongue around his corona, stroking under the ridge.
“Fuck, that feels so good. Now I want you to make me come.”
He pushed inside, then began to thrust, fucking her mouth. She squeezed him. He moaned as he filled her, then his body tensed.
“Now, baby. I’m going to come.” Then he jerked forward and hot liquid filled her mouth.
He groaned as she swallowed and sucked more. His thrusts slowed. She licked and squeezed him until finally, he slipped from her mouth, his cock soft and sated.
He stepped behind her and stroked his hands along her back, then over her hips. She was very aware of her intimate folds, damp with need, exposed to his view. His fingers trailed over her ass and he squeezed, the still sensitive flesh stinging a little.
Then she forgot the pain as he found her moist folds and stroked the length of her. His fingertip burrowed into her soft flesh and glided inside. Then another followed. She squeezed around him, arching her behind toward him, wanting those fingers deeper.
He glided his fingertips along the inside of her canal. Stroking. Filling her with need.
He found one spot and kept stroking. Pleasure swelled inside her and she moaned. It felt incredible.
“Do you like that?”
She sucked in a breath. “Yes, Mr. Danner.”
The gliding of his fingertips drove her pleasure higher and higher. She groaned. God, he hadn’t even touched her clit, yet she was… Oh, God… so close. Her senses fluttered on the edge of the abyss.
Then it happened. She arched her back and moaned as an orgasm rushed through her. Her body tightened and heat swelled in her, then released in a flood of liquid. It dripped down her thighs.
Her torso collapsed on the bench as she panted, trying to catch her breath. Oh, God, that had never happened before.
He knew her body better than she did. He knew how to give her pleasure she’d never imagined.
Then he was helping her to her feet and she realized he’d freed her wrists and ankles. He took her elbow and led her to the couch where he sat her down, then knelt in front of her and lifted her knees over his shoulders. Then his mouth covered her.
“Oh, God!” Still flying high from the orgasm he’d just given her, the touch of his warm mouth and tongue against her sensitive flesh jolted through her with a wild intensity. She arched against him, wanting more. Needing more.
He suckled her clit in a gentle, rippling pulse and she arched against him.
“Yes.” She gasped as he sucked harder, then licked.
Pleasure built in her core, and with each stroke of his tongue, it spread. Further. Deeper. More intense. Until it filled her entire being.
Bliss vibrated through her and she clutched his shoulders. “Oh, Mr. Danner.”
His gaze caught hers, an erotic sight with his mouth covering her most intimate flesh, and she was sure he was going to tell her to stop. To deny her release until later.
But it was too late. The intense flood of pleasure carried her along whether willing or not.
And oh, God, she was so
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