Page 38 of Searching for Risk


Font Size:  

“I want to suck you.”

She’d startled him. Actually, she’d startled herself, too. She’d never been so honest about her desires with past lovers.

He gripped her shoulders and eased her back. His eyes were dark and intense as he stared at her, his breathing as ragged as hers. Then he groaned. “Jesus. You’re trying to kill me.”

She stroked her fingers down his shaft again and reached to unbutton and unzip his jeans. He moved his knees wider apart, giving her room. With one hand, she squeezed his erection and with the other, she cupped his balls, weighing them in her hand. She leaned down and licked the drop of pre-cum off the head of his cock. He shuddered, and she did it again, this time flicking her tongue over the head.

His fingers delved into her hair. “Fuck. I can’t take much more of that.”

She gave him a wicked smile. “You can take more.”

And she sucked him into her mouth.

She had never been so bold before, but this was Donovan and he brought out a boldness in her that she’d never known existed. She became a shameless slut, giving him oral sex on the side of the road. She had no idea she had it in her, but she loved it.

This was nothing like when she’d made love with previous boyfriends. This was fiery and intense, and she wanted to consume him. She wanted to suck him dry.

She could feel him watching her, his gaze eating her up with so much desire that it made her wetter. She stroked his shaft faster, working him with both hands, and taking him as deep as she could. He tasted so good, a salty sweetness, and she craved more.

As she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth, he started to moan.

Donovan tried to pull her off, but she only gripped his hips tighter and held on. She loved the feel of him, the taste of him, and loved how powerful she felt. She dragged her tongue along the underside of him, licking from root to tip until he was shaking in her arms. She lifted her gaze and found him watching her with eyes that had gone black with hunger. He groaned and his muscles tensed. She was going to make him—

His hands tightened in her hair, pulling her head back until her lips were no longer touching him. “I want to come in your pussy, angel.” His voice was all growl. “Not your mouth.”

In one swift movement, he lifted her off the bike and turned her to face it. Sasha watched over her shoulder, her heart racing with anticipation, as he stripped off her jeans and took himself in hand, probing at her entrance. She licked her lips and pressed her hips back against him, moaning as he entered her in one slow stroke. She was slick and hot for him and took all of him.

Her hands curled around the edge of the leather seat as he withdrew almost completely and then pushed into her again.

He groaned. “Do you have any idea how often I’ve thought of doing this to you again?” She could hear the raw desire in his voice as he punctuated each word with a thrust. “Every day, every fucking hour, since the night of the fundraiser. Even when I was in the hospital, I lay in that bed at night and fantasized about you.”

“Oh, God, Donovan. Me too. I couldn’t stop.”

“Did you touch yourself when you thought of me?”

“Yes.” She spread her legs as wide as she could, and pushed her ass back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust and loving the way his breath grew ragged.

“Touch yourself now.”

She didn’t move.

He nipped at the back of her neck. “I’m not going to let you come if you don’t touch yourself.”

She squirmed against him as a wave of frustration washed over her. She was so close, but he kept pulling back when she needed harder and faster. “Ugh! You’re a horrible lover.”

He chuckled. “Yes. But I’m your horrible lover. Now, touch yourself.”

She glared at him over her shoulder. “No.”

He stopped moving, his cock deep inside her. “No?”

“You touch me.”

“Deal. But you’ll pay for it.” He reached around her front and found her clit, rolling it between his fingers. She whimpered as the familiar tingle began deep inside her.

“That’s it, angel. Come for me.”

Her orgasm hit her hard, spiraling out of control within seconds, and while she was still riding the high, he withdrew from her and spun her around, dropping to his knees in front of her. She swayed on her feet. Donovan gripped her thighs and pulled her down until her butt touched the bike seat, then he buried his face between her legs.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com