he immediately took her clitoris into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over the tip, then sucked, then swirled again. Her clit felt hard as a rock, like a tiny erection. It was so painfully engorged she could hardly stand it, even as she loved every second. She could hardly bear the sensations he was creating with his clever tongue, his finger moving gently in her ass.
“Ah God…I’m going to come.”
“Hold it back, Leigh,” he said, moving his mouth away from her once more.
“I don’t think I can.”
Pleasure was pouring through her like hot liquid, scorching her.
“Take a deep breath.”
She did, taking in his scent, the fragrance of her own desire, her own come.
“Jared…”
“Just do as I say.”
She loved the command in his tone too much to argue. “Okay. Okay.”
“Breathe in and hold it. Hold your breath. Hold your climax back. It’ll make it better, I promise you.”
She did as he instructed, his finger in her ass the whole time, his mouth so close to her pulsing pussy, she could feel his breath warm on her flesh. Almost enough to send her over that edge if she wasn’t concentrating so hard on not coming.
“Good girl, Leigh.”
Pure pleasure at his approval. Pure pleasure driving into her when he used his other hand to push his fingers into her pussy, first one, then two. At the same time, he lowered his face, sucked her clit into his hot, wet mouth.
She lost it. Her mind left her body as she came on a wave of painful pleasure, sharp, stabbing, fireworks going off in her throbbing pussy, shattering her. She sobbed as she came. It went on and on while Jared continued to suck her and pump her with his fingers, pussy and ass and his lovely, hot tongue.
When it was over she was trembling, shaken to the core. When Jared moved up to cover her body with his, she knew she’d never needed anything more than this man, at this moment.
He held her arms over her head, his dark gaze on hers, his face masculine. Beautiful.
He sighed as he slid his cock inside her, his features going loose with pleasure. Even though Leigh was as wet as she’d ever been in her life, it hurt a little going in—he was so big. But she loved it, loved the feel of his huge, solid body over hers. Loved how his cock filled her in a way she’d never been filled before.
He kissed her mouth, and she tasted her own sweet ocean-saltiness on his lips once more. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, thrust his thick cock inside her. She tightened around him, wanting to come again.
“You feel so damn good, Leigh,” he murmured, thrusting, hard and deep, his grip on her wrists tightening.
She wrapped her legs around him, looping them over his wide back as he moved. His cock was grabbing her inner flesh as it pushed in, pulled out, and she felt each thrust like a shockwave of pleasure. He sped up, driving faster, harder, and she moved with him. The shockwaves turned into thundering ripples as another climax took her, as he took her, pounding into her with the force of the ocean.
“Jared!”
As her pussy pulsed around his throbbing flesh, he cried out, slamming into her, dragging her orgasm out until she no longer knew who or what she was. All she knew was sensation. Overpowering, heated, throbbing sensation. Time expanded, became nothing. She became nothing. She went limp in his arms.
Chapter Three
After a seemingly endless stretch of time Jared rolled off her and onto his side. He pulled her close, holding her against his body. She heard his heart thundering, knew her own was hammering just as erratically.
With her mind still half-numb, Leigh tried to ignore the thoughts trying to filter in through the post-sex haze. But they were too persistent.
When had any other man been able to make her feel like Jared did? To know her body and its wants and needs without her having to speak? What other man had ever played her body the way he had, lighting her flesh with every stroke, every caress, every kiss?
What man had ever
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