Khan (Bowen Boys, #2)(40)

“Did I ever tell you about the time that Walker and I got into trouble because he wanted to have sex with this older woman and I tried to stop him?” She cocked her brow at him and he smiled. “It’s my version of the story and you’ll believe me because you love me. Anyway, he wanted to have sex with this woman and I told him it was a bad idea.”

“And how old was this older woman?” She knew that he’d been the one who wanted the sex and Walker was the one trying to keep him from getting into trouble. She had no doubt that there were plenty of stories like this one where he was the innocent bystander.

“Oh very old to a couple of barely teenage boys. She was nearing to dotage at twenty-five.” She laughed as he continued. “She lived near the land that my parents had. The original acres to the property we have back home. A lot less than now. Anyway, she lived near us and baked the best cinnamon rolls in seven counties. They were tender and soft. Just big enough to fit in your hand. And as warm as the sunshine on a nice May day.”

“Are you talking about the rolls or the woman’s breasts? Sounds to me you were a horny kid looking for a quick lay.” He grinned at her and told her to hush. She yawned and he picked her up off the floor and held her.

“Stop interrupting me. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Her rolls. She would bake them every week and send some to our house as a gift to my mom. Mom would help her in the gardens, and we got warm rolls for it. But I…Walker wanted more.”

Monica felt her body begin to relax, and she snuggled into Khan’s warmth as he talked. His words seemed to slur, but she no longer cared about the woman or her cinnamon roll-flavored breasts. When Khan laughed, she tried to look up at him, but he too was blurry.

“I think you pinked my pill.” No, that wasn’t right. “You put something in my pinked nipple.” She knew that wasn’t right either, but his laughter made her smile. She tried to tell him good night, but was pretty sure it hadn’t come out that way. He was still laughing when she felt the bed beneath her. Tired beyond belief, she let him cover her up and slipped away.

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When Khan woke, he nearly came up off the bed. His cock was in the warmest place in the world. Looking down, he saw that Monica had him deep in her mouth and she was thoroughly enjoying herself. He curled his fingers into her hair and lifted her head to look at him.

“You certainly know how to wake a man.” Her grin was positively evil. “Are you going to give me a taste of you as well?”

She sat up and looked at him. Her breasts were flushed with need and her nipples were hard peaks on the tips. He wanted to sit up, take them into his mouth, and suckle them. But she had his shaft in her hand and was doing delightful things to it.

“You don’t like me waking you this way? I thought all men enjoyed their cock serviced first thing in the morning.” He was going to have to show her tomorrow how a man liked to wake up. “I want to suck you until you come.”

“I want to drink from you. Turn around and we can both get what we want.” He helped her turn so that she was over his head. “That’s it, baby.”

She leaned down, took his cock in her mouth, and he pulled her hips down so that he could feast on her. She was so wet already that he only lapped at her thighs to gather her cream. As soon as he pulled her closer and licked along her seam, she moaned around his cock. He felt it all the way to his toes.

Every bit of her was exposed for him. With her thighs spread over his head, she was as open as he’d ever had her. When he cupped her ass and ran his fingers along that seam, she danced over his mouth and more of her juices flowed from her. He knew he could scare her if he touched her like this, so he was content to eat her and drink from her.

Tilting his head sideways, he was able to see her. She was bobbing up and down on his cock so quickly that he knew that he was going to come down her throat at any second. Sliding his fingers along her ass again, he waited for her to tense up, but she was too involved in what she was doing. When he pressed against her tight rings, he felt her stiffen and took her clit back into his mouth until she relaxed again. He did this twice more before he was able to slide his finger into her.

She nipped at his cock and then pulled one of his balls into her mouth. Crying out against her, he came, f*cking her mouth as hard as he could while pumping in and out of her with both his tongue and finger. As soon as he felt her tighten around him, he reached between her soft nether lips, pinched her clit, and was rewarded with her scream of release and a flood of her essences.

While she was still reeling from her climax, her body jerking and convulsing, he adjusted her so that she lay beside him. When she smiled at him, he rolled over on top of her and laced his fingers into her. Kissing her, he centered himself over her, and she wrapped her legs around his hips.

“I want to make love to you.” He slid deep into her wet sheath and moaned. “Hot and tight. I love you wrapped around me.”

Moving slowly, he watched her face. She was beautiful when she was coming, and he loved watching her face as she enjoyed them together. Moving his head down her body, he stopped at her breast and teased her nipples with his tongue and teeth. When she tried to get him deeper and to go faster, he slowed more.

“This is my turn.”

She growled at him.

“That’s very sexy, but I want to take my time with you. You’re always so impatient to get to the end and forget to enjoy the uphill climb.” When he moved into her again, he made sure he twisted, and smiled when she cried out. “You love me, don’t you.”