The Anniversary Party

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Book: Read The Anniversary Party for Free Online
Authors: Sommer Marsden
experience. Kylie surrendered. She was so damn angry at herself for her weakness but the price of not having what she wanted was too high. She could have walked away from any other man. Continued to deny herself. But not Wade. Never Wade.
    Kylie arched up against him and rolled her tongue over his. Relishing the gentle pull of his mouth against hers. Wade broke the kiss, nuzzling along her jaw and raking his hot tongue over the fragile flesh of her neck. Kylie heard a whimper and realized that she had made the sound. He placed soft kisses along her collarbone, pausing to dip his tongue into each tiny hollow.
    "Oh damn, Kylie, you taste so good,” he said, his voice coarse. A sound of pure desire issued from his throat as he pushed the lapels of her coat aside. His fingers found the first button of her blouse and then he paused, fingers at the ready.
    She couldn't see him clearly in the meager light but she knew that his face would hold a questioning look. Kylie didn't trust herself to speak so she simply reached up and undid the button herself. Wade sighed and made quick work of the rest. The blouse fell open and cold air rushed over her skin. Goose bumps sprang up instantly and then Wade smoothed his hands over her breasts. With his thumbs, he strummed one nipple, then the other. Her pussy grew wetter, her thighs trembled beneath her thin slacks. Now that she had given in to what she wanted, she couldn't stand the wait. Each second felt like a year.
    His breath touched her first. Like summer sun on her skin. Kylie arched up, blindly seeking his wet, hot mouth. Wade didn't make her wait long. He captured one puckered nipple between his lips and tweaked it gently. Sucking it completely into his mouth, he rolled his tongue over the firm peak until she thought she would die. He cupped her mound through her slacks, just the slightest hint of pressure in his caress. A subtle pressure riding the cleft of her labia. Kylie wondered if she could come just by feeling his hand on her. The fabric of the slacks felt as thick as burlap. Anything separating her from the stroke of his fingers seemed an impossible barrier.
    "Please, Wade,” she whispered. She hated herself for saying it but was somewhat proud of her boldness. She was risking here. More than him. She was risking opening old wounds and at the same time claiming what she wanted. Being honest with herself. She wanted him, wanted his hands on her. She was a big girl and like a big girl she could have sex with Wade without expecting a happily-ever-after ending. It could just be about the here and now. She wouldn't even let herself think about the future. “I don't think I can wait—"
    "Shhhh,” he said against her breast and she trembled. The vibration of his utterance sent warm pulses through her. Each brush of his tongue traveled an invisible line linking nipple to pubis. An electrical current of pleasure that had her sex clenching in a needy rhythm. A drumbeat of desire in her very core.
    "I need you in me,” she demanded a little more boldly. She had already put her neck on the chopping block, what was one more declaration?
    "Not this time. This time it's all about you, Kylie,” he murmured, kissing a lazy path down between her breasts. He parted her blouse as he went lower. His tongue made moist trails over her flat belly, around to the sides of her waist where it was so sensitive she was helpless not to jerk and giggle like a child.
    Wade undid her slacks and she lifted her hips to help him along. He slid them over her hips and to her knees and her panties quickly followed. His lips never left her, barely there kisses coming to rest on her flanks, her hipbones, the most delicate skin of her lower belly. His fingers curled in the neatly trimmed hair on her mound, and their closeness to her weeping sheath made her cry out just a little. Damn him! He was driving her insane.
    Wade chuckled in the dark as he placed tiny kisses along her inner thighs. He flicked his tongue

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