Breaking Away (Assassins, #5)(67)
When he released her nipple, she fell out of his lap, pushing her shorts down as he chucked his jeans off and to the side, along with his boxers. His cock sat there, waiting for her, and her mouth watered at the sight. As he pulled his shirt off, she took a hold of him and took him to the back of her throat, sucking him roughly and sliding her teeth along him. He hissed a breath, his fingers taking a hold of the bun that sat at the top of her head. She moved her tongue along the head of him as her fingers played with his balls, molding and cupping as his hisses turned to moans. Pressing the head of his cock to the roof of her mouth, she sucked him hard as his fingers bit into her scalp. Suddenly, her hair was falling in his lap from her bun and his fingers tangled in the mess of hair. Picking up the pace, she could feel her own release building up. The noise he was making was beyond hot, and she couldn’t handle it.
That was weird.
That never happened but, instead of analyzing that, she sucked the head of his cock like the best f*cking sucker she had ever tasted. It must have been too much and she assumed he would just come but instead, he pulled her off him by her hair and took her mouth with his own. It was so hot that she cried out against his mouth as her tongue moved wildly with his. She loved being manhandled by him. She knew once she got him inside her, she was going to fly through the roof with her orgasm.
Ooh, that sounded like a great idea.
Laying him back on the couch, Reese went to sit on his cock, but he moved her up to where she was hovering over his face. Bracing her foot on the edge of the couch, she held onto the wall as he began to suck on her *. Dipping his tongue inside of her, he held her ass in his hand, squeezing and molding it as she rubbed her * along his mouth. Screaming out, she held her breast, squeezing and molding one of them as he flicked his tongue along her clit. Her body was trembling, her legs shaking so bad that she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stand much longer.
Opening her eyes, she looked down, seeing that he was watching her, his eyes so dark and sexy. The roughness from the beard had her screaming. She loved the friction, so she started to move faster against it, begging for her release. The pad of his tongue was driving her crazy, licking every part of her, sucking at every single inch of her wet *. She was screaming so loud that she was sure someone could hear, but it seemed to only make him go faster. When one of his hands moved away, she looked over her shoulder to see him squeezing his cock, slowly moving his hand up and down it as he continued to please her with his mouth. Breathless, Reese’s head fell back, crying out as he sucked her clit in his mouth. Soon she came undone, coming so hard she jerked forwards, her hand slamming into the back of the couch as she slowly rode his mouth to the end of her orgasm.
When she heard the chuckles she wanted to be mad, but she wasn’t. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think for that matter, as he slowly picked her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her down, he kissed her as his body covered hers. It felt amazing. She moaned softly as he kissed down her throat, rubbing his hard cock along her wet *. As he kissed down the valley of her breast, she arched up, his hands holding her waist as he kissed down her stomach. She opened her eyes and watched him as he slowly pulled her legs back, holding her by the back of her knees until she was completely open for him. Letting go of one of her legs, he took a hold of his cock, running it up and down her * lips. She whimpered, actually whimpered, and wanted to be disgusted with herself but, for f*ck’s sake, this man was hot.
“You want it?” he asked, his voice laced with lust and all things dirty.
She could only nod as she gasped for breath.
“Say it; say you want me deep inside you.”
“Please,” she whispered.
His mouth pulled up at the side, his chest rising and falling, as he circled the head of his cock around her sensitive clit. She jumped, crying out as her fingers tangled in the sheets.
“Say it, Reese, tell me.”
She reached for his cock to do it herself but he smacked her hand away, speeding up the pressure from the head of his cock. She cried out, her body shaking under him, as her eyes met his. He was smiling, his eyes dark, and she wanted to scream but instead she whispered, “Fuck me, Phillip. I want you so f*cking bad.”
“That’s my girl,” he said as his mouth hovered over hers, his lips gently touching hers. Kissing his top lip, she smiled, and then he pushed inside her, his fingers biting her thighs as she cried out. He filled her completely and utterly deliciously. She wanted to cry at how perfect it felt to have him so deep inside her. Another thing that had never happened to her, but he was moving in such a way that had all thoughts gone. He was a * killer, that’s all there was to it.
“So f*cking good,” he groaned as he moved into her, the sound of their body slapping together, mingling with her cries and his grunts. She met each thrust, heightening the pleasure. She closed her eyes as her body clenched him. Then she came undone again, screaming out until his mouth covered her. His body stilled against hers, his fingers biting into her waist, as his cock throbbed inside her, filling her with his seed. Pulling away, their breaths mingled as they both tried to catch their breaths. Moving his nose along hers, he smiled. She giggled before running her hands up his back. He was heavy, so freaking heavy, but she welcomed it.
His lips trailed her jaw before kissing her ear and taking her lobe in his mouth to suck. She giggled some more, feeling euphoric and satisfied as his hands moved up from her waist to her breast. He cupped her and then whispered, “Now tell me again, whose sweatshirt was that?”