King's Reign (Sydney Storm MC #6)(76)

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Excerpt from Storm





“Jesus, darlin’, you know how to suck, don’t you?” the guy whose cock was currently in my mouth said. His hand was on my head trying to direct me, but I didn’t need it. Like he said, I had talents. I kept on sucking while my hands reached under to massage his balls, and he groaned with pleasure.

We were in his bedroom, him leaning against a wall with me on my knees. Two hours ago we’d never met and less than two hours from now would be the last he’d ever see of me. This was perhaps a shame because he was one hot guy; built with muscles that screamed to be touched, ink that begged to be traced and a face that any woman would kill to kiss. But I didn’t do relationships, not anymore.

I stopped sucking his cock and moved my mouth to lay kisses up his stomach as I stood, licking and nipping as I went. He was naked and I really just wanted to devour his body – he was that gorgeous. I made it all the way up to his mouth and stood face to face, taking in his grin and his dancing eyes.

He wrapped his arms around me, gripping my ass. “Darlin’, I’ve gotta get these clothes off you and sink my dick into that wet pussy of yours.”

Trailing a finger across his lips, I nodded. “Yeah, you do.”

Not needing any further encouragement, he lifted my top over my head and discarded it. He repeated these motions with my bra, jeans and panties until I was naked too. His eyes slowly roamed my body, taking it all in until they settled on my face, and he grinned at me again. “Fuck, how many hours do you dedicate to this body to get it lookin’ this good?”

Reaching out to hook my finger under his chin so I could pull his mouth to mine, I replied, “I like to fuck my way to this body, baby, so I’d say not enough hours. I’d definitely like to spend more time on it.”

It’s the one thing that chases away thoughts of everything I gave up years ago.

It’s the one thing that makes me feel alive.

Our mouths met and an explosion of sensations shot through me as our tongues and lips tangled. He pulled me close so his erection pressed against my pussy.

Yes.

I ground myself against him so his cock touched my clit. Needing more friction there, I reached down and rubbed myself with his cock while I grabbed his balls with my other hand, rolling them back and forth.

Oh, God, I never want this to end.

His need for me.

My need for him.

So damn good.

These moments were what I craved.

It was in these moments when I felt good that hope flared deep in my soul – that long discarded sense that maybe – just maybe – my life could be good again, and I could have love, and passion, and a future with someone.

“Talented with your hands as well, I see,” he murmured between kisses.

I bit his lip softly, and then a little harder. “I’m a woman of many talents.”

He trailed his tongue down my neck and chest until he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it, one hand moving to cup my breast as he did so. I threw my head back and enjoyed the pleasure traveling along my skin. I really was a tit girl and couldn’t get enough.

“You like that, darlin’?” My moan was enough of an answer.

I tangled my fingers in his hair and applied a little pressure to keep his head and mouth in place, on my breast. Dividing his attention between both my breasts, him sucking on me while I rubbed his cock against my clit was my version of heaven.

Eventually he stopped and moved his mouth to my ear, nibbling on it and then he breathed out, “I’m gonna fuck you now. That okay with you?”

Pleasure had wound itself through my body to the point where I was more than ready for what he wanted - more than ready for the release it would give me. The escape I need. “That’s more than okay with me.”

He turned us so I was now the one against the wall and reached his hand down to my pussy. I moaned loudly when he pushed two fingers inside me and massaged my walls. “Don’t get me wrong, that feels good, but I need your cock, baby,” I almost begged.

He smirked and withdrew his fingers. “Hang on, gotta get a condom.” He left me for a minute while he located one. I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the foil packet and saw him put the condom on.

Yes.

Coming back to me, he bent so his face was in my pussy and I screamed out when he licked along my wet folds and dipped his tongue into me. God damn, that feels so good. Swirling his tongue inside, he gripped my ass and massaged my cheeks.