Dirty Love by Lacey Savage

Author:Lacey Savage [Savage, Lacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Erotica
Amazon: B002HE1IQ2
Publisher: Amber Quill Press, LLC
Published: 2009-03-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

When the trembling finally subsided, Isy risked a peek between her legs. Hell, the way her cunt felt, she half expected to see flames erupting from her tender core. But instead of fire, the first thing she glimpsed was a cock, long and thick, positioned a mere inch above the curved arch of her pubic bone.

She gulped a mouthful of air and tasted the flavor of her own arousal, which hung heavy and pungent in the room. She swallowed it back, tasting fear this time. Panic had risen on its own, ingrained in her by a lifetime of propaganda.

This is wrong, a tiny voice inside her said.

It's right, Isy. So right, murmured another, a little louder.

Isy pulled her lower lip between her teeth. Her body still buzzed with the ecstasy of release, but she was nowhere near satisfied. The place inside her core that wanted her men the most still felt needy and hollow. Empty.

She missed Connor's fingers inside her, preparing her for his cock, stretching her wide. Yet those fingers had been nothing compared to the way she knew his shaft would feel when it bore into her, thrusting inside her eager channel.

"You have to want us, Isy. Want this."

Trevor's voice. So patient and deep, yet edged with a strained undertone she recognized. Need. Acute, terrifying need that also made itself known inside her, thrumming and flaring with every beat of her heart.

How could she say no? How could she deny them—deny herself—the final crest of this blissful seduction?

She couldn't. More importantly, she didn't want to. Whether they were right about her DNA and the massive Medical Board conspiracy no longer made the slightest difference. Isy was no martyr, sacrificing herself for the good of mankind. She was only a woman.

A woman who ached for the feel of her men.

Connor crawled up the length of her body, propping his weight on his splayed hands. When he came to rest fully on top of her, he lowered himself in a pushup-style and brushed her lips with his. “You're not an experiment, Isy. You might have started out that way, but you're special to me.” He sucked in a shaky breath and glanced up at Trevor. “To us."

Happiness unfurled in Isy's chest. She didn't know why, but she believed him. The sincerity in his voice, the way he'd devoured her pussy with worshipping licks of wildfire ... it was all too good not to be real.

She spread her legs wider, feeling her pussy lips part through the sticky cream coating her labia. Trevor's hand snaked between Connor's body and hers. His fingers glided through her moist sex and she arched her back, a moan tearing from her throat.

Connor caught it with his mouth, trapping the sound, sucking it inside himself. His cock pressed into her pubic bone as he kissed her with fierce fervor, his tongue sliding against hers, his teeth occasionally slamming into hers. She pumped her hips, bringing her moist folds into closer contact with Trevor's hand while returning the frantic, desperate kiss.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.