![[smg id=31099 type=normal align=center width=150]](https://fs.dianahicksbooks.com/446825/thumbs/152x264/smg-id31099-typenormal-aligncenter-width150.jpg)
Read Online [smg id=31099 type=normal align=center width=150] by Kasey Millstead - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Kasey Millstead
Ads: Link
apartment.
Oak doesn’t waste any time. He pulls my body over the console and plants me on his lap. His cock aligns perfectly with my pussy and I curse the clothes we’re wearing. His mouth finds mine and all is forgotten except the incessant throb between my legs.
I grind myself down on him, moaning into his mouth as his hardness hits me just right.
“Enough,” he says hoarsely. His fingers find the door handle and then he’s climbing out, taking me with him in one smooth movement. His lips don’t leave mine while he walks the short distance to my apartment, or when I fumble behind my back to open my front door, or even when he clears the threshold and kicks said door shut with his boot.
He spins us around and my back hits the wall. His hips rock into mine gently, a stark contrast to the way his mouth is ravishing mine. It’s making my head spin.
It’s too much.
I can’t get enough.
I untangle my legs from his waist and drop to the ground, pulling his cock from his jeans and then without any preamble, I wrap my lips around his head and then suck him into him into my mouth.
“Fuckin’ shit,” he hisses, tangling his fingers in my hair and rocking his cock into my mouth further. I take him all the way to my back of my throat and swallow before sliding back up to the top and swirling my tongue around the angry, sensitive flesh.
“Jesus Christ, Willa. Yeah, baby. Suck my cock,” he groans. I grow wetter between my legs, the excitement of having so much control over a man like him is intoxicating and addicting. I cup his balls with one hand, massaging them gently, and use my other hand to jack his shaft while I suck the top of his cock. I groan, loving the way he reacts to the vibration of my lips.
“Stop, baby,” he rasps. “Not gonna come in your mouth yet.” His hands go under my arms and he lifts me up, my mouth dislodging from his dick with a resounding pop. He tears my jeans and panties from my body and then grips my ass and boosts me up. My legs wrap tight around his waist and I feel down between our bodies to grab his cock and guide him inside my soaking pussy.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, looking deep into his eyes.
Still holding my ass in one hand, he steadies himself on the wall with his other palm and then begins to fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked in my life. With each inward thrust, his length drags over the tender bundle of nerves deep inside me, causing me to catch my breath and moan loudly.
The sound of his balls slapping against my ass and his flesh pounding into mine surrounds us, as well as the thick, heady scent of sex. Without losing rhythm, he leans down and takes my nipple into his mouth and bites down gently through the cotton fabric of my shirt. The action sends a zing of explosive heat through my body and detonates my orgasm. I clench tight around him as I shudder and buck, moaning his name over and over as I ride out my release.
He thrusts a few more times, before pulling free of my body and lowering me to the ground.
“Suck me, baby.” His voice is husky, so fucking sexy I almost come again on the spot. The tender, lax look on his face is almost too much to handle. He is so close to the edge, his body is wound tight but his face is relaxed and full of passion.
I drop to my knees and slide my lips around him, tasting my own arousal as well as his own. He braces his hands on the wall, leaning over me as he greedily fucks my mouth until he stills and groans from deep in his gut. I swallow hungrily as burst after burst of hot cum fills my mouth, and then I tenderly lick his shaft clean of both of us.
“Come here,” he rumbles, lifting me from my kneeled position into his arms and carrying me to the couch. He arranges me in his lap and I snuggle in sleepily.
“When I catch my breath, we’re gonna chat about the stunt you pulled before,” he warns.
Yippee.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Willa
I
Oak doesn’t waste any time. He pulls my body over the console and plants me on his lap. His cock aligns perfectly with my pussy and I curse the clothes we’re wearing. His mouth finds mine and all is forgotten except the incessant throb between my legs.
I grind myself down on him, moaning into his mouth as his hardness hits me just right.
“Enough,” he says hoarsely. His fingers find the door handle and then he’s climbing out, taking me with him in one smooth movement. His lips don’t leave mine while he walks the short distance to my apartment, or when I fumble behind my back to open my front door, or even when he clears the threshold and kicks said door shut with his boot.
He spins us around and my back hits the wall. His hips rock into mine gently, a stark contrast to the way his mouth is ravishing mine. It’s making my head spin.
It’s too much.
I can’t get enough.
I untangle my legs from his waist and drop to the ground, pulling his cock from his jeans and then without any preamble, I wrap my lips around his head and then suck him into him into my mouth.
“Fuckin’ shit,” he hisses, tangling his fingers in my hair and rocking his cock into my mouth further. I take him all the way to my back of my throat and swallow before sliding back up to the top and swirling my tongue around the angry, sensitive flesh.
“Jesus Christ, Willa. Yeah, baby. Suck my cock,” he groans. I grow wetter between my legs, the excitement of having so much control over a man like him is intoxicating and addicting. I cup his balls with one hand, massaging them gently, and use my other hand to jack his shaft while I suck the top of his cock. I groan, loving the way he reacts to the vibration of my lips.
“Stop, baby,” he rasps. “Not gonna come in your mouth yet.” His hands go under my arms and he lifts me up, my mouth dislodging from his dick with a resounding pop. He tears my jeans and panties from my body and then grips my ass and boosts me up. My legs wrap tight around his waist and I feel down between our bodies to grab his cock and guide him inside my soaking pussy.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, looking deep into his eyes.
Still holding my ass in one hand, he steadies himself on the wall with his other palm and then begins to fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked in my life. With each inward thrust, his length drags over the tender bundle of nerves deep inside me, causing me to catch my breath and moan loudly.
The sound of his balls slapping against my ass and his flesh pounding into mine surrounds us, as well as the thick, heady scent of sex. Without losing rhythm, he leans down and takes my nipple into his mouth and bites down gently through the cotton fabric of my shirt. The action sends a zing of explosive heat through my body and detonates my orgasm. I clench tight around him as I shudder and buck, moaning his name over and over as I ride out my release.
He thrusts a few more times, before pulling free of my body and lowering me to the ground.
“Suck me, baby.” His voice is husky, so fucking sexy I almost come again on the spot. The tender, lax look on his face is almost too much to handle. He is so close to the edge, his body is wound tight but his face is relaxed and full of passion.
I drop to my knees and slide my lips around him, tasting my own arousal as well as his own. He braces his hands on the wall, leaning over me as he greedily fucks my mouth until he stills and groans from deep in his gut. I swallow hungrily as burst after burst of hot cum fills my mouth, and then I tenderly lick his shaft clean of both of us.
“Come here,” he rumbles, lifting me from my kneeled position into his arms and carrying me to the couch. He arranges me in his lap and I snuggle in sleepily.
“When I catch my breath, we’re gonna chat about the stunt you pulled before,” he warns.
Yippee.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Willa
I
Similar Books
