doesn’t exist here, you understand?” The words lifted a heavy
burden. The gentle expression on his face empowered her. She got the impression
it wasn’t one he wore often and if he could meet her halfway, she could do the
same.
“Yes.”
“I want to hear you say my name, Juliette. I like the way it
rolls off that clever little tongue.”
“Shooter.”
He groaned. “I have to taste you now, baby.” Hooking the
straps of her underwear with nimble fingers, he gazed deep into her eyes. “Lift
your hips.” She rose off the couch and he yanked off the black scrap of silk,
holding it up to his nose. He breathed deep before setting them down. “Do you
know what you smell like, Juliette?”
Mesmerized, she shook her head.
“Like everything good and clean.” He moved between her legs
like a stalking panther and lapped at her pussy. Her eyelids slammed shut.
“No.” His command made her body jerk and her eyes pop back
open.
“I want you to look at me. Watch me pleasure you. I want to
see your eyes when you come.” The walls of her vagina shook.
“I will have every emotion you produce. I’m greedy that
way.” He caressed her with his tongue once more. She arched off the couch,
fucking his face. Driving her hips up to meet him as he worked her over, she
experienced pleasure unlike any she’d ever known. Fuck, his mouth is
magical. Why have I never done this before ? He flicked her swollen
clit, sending tendrils of pleasure through her body. This man opened up an
entire world and offered it to her on a platter.
A finger circled her entrance and worked its way inside.
Long, thick and calloused, it caressed her walls, stretching her deliciously.
“You’re so tight. Are you a virgin?” he rasped.
“No…it’s been a while.” Please don’t stop. Swiveling
her hips with him, she wrung every ounce of pleasure out of his fingers as she
could.
“How long is a while?”
“Six months.” The husky answer sounded nothing like her.
“Was it good?” he whispered.
“No.” The memories threatened to darken her mood but she
clung to the emotions this man stirred.
“I’ll make sure you forget all about him.” He curled his
finger inside her and brushed a spot that made her see stars. She gripped him
tight and held on for dear life as a wave of euphoria washed over her,
battering her in the sea of lust and emotion he’d forged with his words and
caresses.
Afloat on a river of bliss, she came down only to start the
climb once more as he continued to work her over with two fingers and his
mouth. He alternated sucking and flicking her clit. Fire smoldered in her
belly. She clamped her thighs around his head, seeking more. His moan vibrated
her sex. She panted as she approached the precipice once more, fast on the
heels of her first release. Her thighs shook.
A rumbling growl spread from his chest. He sucked her
sensitive nub into his mouth once more. Liquid gushed down her slick tunnel
into his mouth. He sucked her dry like a dehydrated man at an oasis. The noisy
slurps and growls of approval made her second time even more intense.
The man had done exactly what he’d claimed he would—erased
the vivid sting of a painful past. He’d taken the feelings of inadequacy
directed at herself and placed them in front of a mirror for her to examine
without prejudice.
Her senses and mind were full of the rough-around-the-edges
man leaning back on his heels, chin glistening with her juices.
“Have you ever tasted yourself, baby?”
She shook her head.
“It’s time we change that. You’re so delicious, I just have
to share.” He crawled up the couch between her legs and slipped his tongue into
her mouth. Earthy and slightly sweet, her feminine flavor melded with his
unique taste.
Their kiss deepened and her eyes drifted shut. You kiss
by the books. The words from the tragic tale she’d been named after rose up
in her mind. Damn, this man had her quoting Shakespeare. Separating only to
ingest oxygen,
burden. The gentle expression on his face empowered her. She got the impression
it wasn’t one he wore often and if he could meet her halfway, she could do the
same.
“Yes.”
“I want to hear you say my name, Juliette. I like the way it
rolls off that clever little tongue.”
“Shooter.”
He groaned. “I have to taste you now, baby.” Hooking the
straps of her underwear with nimble fingers, he gazed deep into her eyes. “Lift
your hips.” She rose off the couch and he yanked off the black scrap of silk,
holding it up to his nose. He breathed deep before setting them down. “Do you
know what you smell like, Juliette?”
Mesmerized, she shook her head.
“Like everything good and clean.” He moved between her legs
like a stalking panther and lapped at her pussy. Her eyelids slammed shut.
“No.” His command made her body jerk and her eyes pop back
open.
“I want you to look at me. Watch me pleasure you. I want to
see your eyes when you come.” The walls of her vagina shook.
“I will have every emotion you produce. I’m greedy that
way.” He caressed her with his tongue once more. She arched off the couch,
fucking his face. Driving her hips up to meet him as he worked her over, she
experienced pleasure unlike any she’d ever known. Fuck, his mouth is
magical. Why have I never done this before ? He flicked her swollen
clit, sending tendrils of pleasure through her body. This man opened up an
entire world and offered it to her on a platter.
A finger circled her entrance and worked its way inside.
Long, thick and calloused, it caressed her walls, stretching her deliciously.
“You’re so tight. Are you a virgin?” he rasped.
“No…it’s been a while.” Please don’t stop. Swiveling
her hips with him, she wrung every ounce of pleasure out of his fingers as she
could.
“How long is a while?”
“Six months.” The husky answer sounded nothing like her.
“Was it good?” he whispered.
“No.” The memories threatened to darken her mood but she
clung to the emotions this man stirred.
“I’ll make sure you forget all about him.” He curled his
finger inside her and brushed a spot that made her see stars. She gripped him
tight and held on for dear life as a wave of euphoria washed over her,
battering her in the sea of lust and emotion he’d forged with his words and
caresses.
Afloat on a river of bliss, she came down only to start the
climb once more as he continued to work her over with two fingers and his
mouth. He alternated sucking and flicking her clit. Fire smoldered in her
belly. She clamped her thighs around his head, seeking more. His moan vibrated
her sex. She panted as she approached the precipice once more, fast on the
heels of her first release. Her thighs shook.
A rumbling growl spread from his chest. He sucked her
sensitive nub into his mouth once more. Liquid gushed down her slick tunnel
into his mouth. He sucked her dry like a dehydrated man at an oasis. The noisy
slurps and growls of approval made her second time even more intense.
The man had done exactly what he’d claimed he would—erased
the vivid sting of a painful past. He’d taken the feelings of inadequacy
directed at herself and placed them in front of a mirror for her to examine
without prejudice.
Her senses and mind were full of the rough-around-the-edges
man leaning back on his heels, chin glistening with her juices.
“Have you ever tasted yourself, baby?”
She shook her head.
“It’s time we change that. You’re so delicious, I just have
to share.” He crawled up the couch between her legs and slipped his tongue into
her mouth. Earthy and slightly sweet, her feminine flavor melded with his
unique taste.
Their kiss deepened and her eyes drifted shut. You kiss
by the books. The words from the tragic tale she’d been named after rose up
in her mind. Damn, this man had her quoting Shakespeare. Separating only to
ingest oxygen,
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