Read Once Her Man, Always Her Man (1 Night Stand Series) for Free Online Page A

stroked his tongue down the wet cleft, lapping at the cream waiting for him. He nosed her clit, intent on being drunk on the scent of her. How many licks to the center of her orgasm drifted across his mind, and he slid his hands under her bottom, lifting her into a better position.
    Fingers stroking her anus, he locked his lips around her sweet clit and sucked. She shuddered. Thrumming his tongue against the swollen nub, he laughed as her body twisted, buttocks tightening and the hard catch to her voice warned him that another orgasm approached. Lapping harder, he drove her on. His balls ached when she came. The sweet cream of her orgasm flooded his mouth and he drank her up, his finger pressing into her anus even as her hips bucked up to him.
    “Luke.” Her voice stretched out in a hoarse, tortured whisper. He petted her through the orgasm, sliding his finger gently in and out as his tongue mirrored the motion against her sex. He wanted to begin there every night for the rest of her life. He would go to sleep drunk on the taste of her. Her fingers pulled at his shoulders, her nails scraping his skin urgent.
    “…you…I need you….”
    “I’m coming, baby.” He comforted her, one last stroke of his tongue for luck across her drenched sex before sliding up her body. Her hands tugged at his boxers, shoving them down. He paused at her breasts, worshipping each nipple before kicking the boxers into the darkness. The cool air only increased the heat burning between them. His cock bobbed with eagerness as he shifted, grabbing a condom from his discarded pants pockets. Sheathed, he knelt between her legs, his body aching as the tip of his cock brushed against her wet entrance.
    He reached between them, his gaze watching her face. He wanted to watch every nuance of her expression as he sank into her. Her hand wrapped around the head of his cock, her thumb stroking the moisture from the slit and then she guided him, pressing him against her entrance, hips lifting to pull him in when he sank home.
    Heat locked around him. She was tight. So gloriously tight .
    One thrust and the last barrier between them fell.
    His insides jerked and his eyes widened.
    She’s a virgin .
    “Don’t you dare.” She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, taking every, hard inch of him.
    His balls were going to explode.
    “Rebecca,” he groaned, diving in for a kiss.
    “Love me, Luke. Just love me.”
    Always .
    He sank into her, holding on to sanity by his fingertips while she got used to him. He wasn’t a small man and she was so damn, deliciously tight. But her impatient nails raked along his ass and up his back and then he thrust again, driving into her slowly at first, but with increased tempo.
    He wanted her pleasure to last forever, but even as he tried to slow down, her hips rose up to meet him greedily stealing the pace away. His balls slapped against her ass and then he came, hard, violent jets of pleasure that turned his insides to jelly. He shook with release and imagined filling her to the brim, marking every sweet part of her sex with the scent of him.
    Mine.
    She’s always been mine.
    She always will be .
    Collapsing, he took care not to crush her, but she refused to unwind from him and let him roll away. Sweet kisses touched his face, brushed along his cheek and teased his mouth.
    “So.” Her voice blew out on a breathy whisper. “What are we doing tomorrow night?”
    Laughter wheezed out of him. Rising up on his arms, he gazed down at her sweat-dampened face. Grabbing the second blanket, he pulled it over them, trapping their body heat lest she begin shivering. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “What? That I’m a twenty-eight-year-old virgin?” Shyness drifted across her face and she ducked her chin.
    “Hey.” Luke nuzzled her cheek, gently nudging her expression away from the shadows. “It’s okay.”
    “No it’s not,” she laughed, shifting beneath him to rub her face with one hand. “I always