Rush: The Season (Austin Arrows Book 1)(91)

Tugging her hair, I pull her sexy lips from my cock, then gently urge her up my body. She relents, then crawls up and over me, straddling my hips while her lips meet mine.

I suck her tongue into my mouth, mimicking what she just did to me seconds ago. I swallow her moan as I rock my hips, grinding my dick against her wet folds. Before we get too far, I roll so that I’m over her, unwilling to be completely selfish this morning. Releasing her mouth, I move down her body, stopping at the apex of her thighs. With a grin, I look up at her as I position my shoulders between her legs, force her knees up close to her chest, then dive down, burying my face in her sweet *.

“Kingston… Yes…”

Ellie rocks her hips as I plant my hands on the backs of her thighs, keeping her open so I can ravage her with my mouth. I suck on her swollen lips, then tease her clit with my tongue, all while she moans my name and tries to latch on to my hair. I manage to force her legs back more, dragging my tongue through her slit. I stab into her *, then back up to her clit, repeating this over and over until she’s begging me to make her come.

I have every intention of making her come, but I made her a promise that I fully intend to keep. As I continue to feast on her, I slick one of my fingers with saliva, then push against her *, keeping my movement slow and gentle. She stills instantly, and I see her eyes fly open, her gaze slamming into the place where my mouth is still latched on to her clit.

“Kingston… That feels…” Her hips rock again and I push my finger in a little more. “Why does that feel so good?” She sounds bewildered, and that makes me want to give her even more pleasure.

My dick throbs and pulses. The idea of taking her ass makes me delirious. When I said there were so many things I’ve thought about doing to this woman, I wasn’t lying.

I know better than to move too fast, but one day…





Ellie

I have never…

My entire body is overwhelmed with sensation. From Kingston’s tongue doing incredible things to my clit, along with his finger in my… I never in my wildest dreams thought I would enjoy what he’s doing to me now, but so help me, I can’t find it in me to be repulsed by the idea. It simply feels too damn good.

He teases me for several minutes, f*cking my ass with the very tip of his finger. My body adjusts, and I want more than he’s giving me, but I’m not sure how much I can handle, so I don’t mention it. Instead, I fumble my hand on the top of the nightstand, searching for a condom. I want him inside me more than I want blessed air.

His eyes track my hand when I finally find a condom, tearing it from the wrapper before crooking my finger and urging him to give me what I need.

My gaze drifts back to where he’s still eating my * with such vigor. I’m torn between wishing he would continue and wanting him to give me more. He must read my pained expression because he thrusts his tongue into me, f*cking me just enough to put me on edge, but not nearly enough to send me over.

When he finally concedes, I drop my legs and sit up, reaching for his beautiful dick. Within seconds, I have him suited up, and he has me back on the mattress, his beautiful body hovering over me once again.

“One day,” he whispers as his lips find mine. “I’m going to f*ck that beautiful ass.”

A shiver races down my spine. It’s so taboo, so intriguing… I can’t help but wonder what that would feel like.

“Would you want that, Ellie?” Kingston’s cock lines up with the entrance to my body.

While he pushes inside me, stretching me so deliciously, I’m nodding my head in agreement. I’ll take anything this man is willing to give me.

“Fuck. Your *’s so tight. I can stay here all f*cking day.”

I squeeze my muscles as he starts to retreat and he groans before pushing in again.

“More,” I plead. “Need more.”

“I’ll give you more,” he assures me, his lips sliding over mine as he presses his hips forward again.

Oh, f*ck, yes. He’s buried so deep within me I don’t know where I end and he begins. It’s utter perfection the way he f*cks me. I never want him to stop.

While our tongues duel, he continues to thrust and retreat while my fingers dig into the muscles of his back. I wrap my legs around him, trying to pull him in deeper. The rough growl that resonates in his chest makes my clit throb with need. This man could quite possibly ruin me for any other. I never knew that sex could be quite this good, and I know he’s got so much more to show me.

Kingston pulls his mouth from mine as he pushes up onto his knees, forcing me to drop my legs. He quickly takes my right leg and crosses it over my left, in front of him, all while he continues to pump his hips. That changes the angle and…

“Oh, shit…That feels …so good. Oh, God. Don’t stop… Don’t stop, Kingston.” I’m begging at this point, but I don’t care.

I’m watching his face as he begins driving into me, harder, deeper. He controls the pace as though he wants to drag out my pleasure, or maybe his. Either way, it works for me, but I feel the first stirrings of my orgasm. An electrical charge starts deep in my core and begins radiating outward, growing in intensity with every punishing thrust of his hips. He’s filling me so exquisitely.

“Come for me, Ell. Come all over my cock, baby.”