Men of August 3 by Heather's Gift

Author:Heather's Gift
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Heather fought for breath as his lips covered her distended nipple. Heat seared her flesh, stroked her nipple as his mouth suckled at the mound firmly, his hand gripping it, fingers caressing the underside erotically. She arched to him, a broken moan whispering from her throat.

“Someone will see,” she whispered brokenly. “Hear me.”

“Mmm.” Evidently, the thought didn’t bother him. Then she remembered who she was talking to. Sam.

The same man torturing her body with the needs tearing through it was the man who would want to share her, to watch as his brothers took her.

His teeth rasped at her tender nipple as the thought flared through her. She couldn’t halt the desperate clench of her womb, like a soft blow to her stomach as the image of it drifted through her mind.

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“I want you.” His lips pressed beneath her breast as his hands moved to the clasp of her jeans. “I need you, Heather. I need you more than the air I breathe.”

And she didn’t have the strength to deny him. Not now, not while the fire of the arousal he called up, poured through her body. As though her blood was lava and her nerve ending receptors of heat that only made it burn brighter.

Her jeans loosened. Heather watched Sam as she gasped for breath, shadowed sensuality in his expression, the intent in his dark eyes. His head lowered again as he kissed his way down her stomach, her smooth abdomen, his hands pulling her jeans and panties down her thighs with teasing strokes of his hand along her skin.

She was shaking as he blew a puff of air across her burning cunt, then shuddered as he finished removing her clothing.

“I want to taste you,” he growled. “Lick you like smooth, warm chocolate, Heather.”

He dropped her jeans and panties to the ground a second before he moved between her thighs, spreading them slowly as he stared up at her.

“Sam.” She could barely speak as she fought for breath. “Someone will see…”

“See me lapping at you, fucking you with my tongue, drawing liquid paradise from your body, Heather.

Let ‘em watch, baby. Let them see how fucking pretty you are as you come for me.”

Her hips jerked, rising from the lounger as his tongue swiped through the narrow slit of her inner lips then licked around her swollen clit. The breath halted in her chest, then released on a rising moan. Smooth flame, his tongue was like snaking fire as it licked and probed at her soaked cunt.

He licked around her clit, pulled it into his mouth for a second less than it would have taken for her to climax, then licked down again before his hard hands lifted her hips and his tongue plunged inside her clenching pussy.

She could hear the wet sound of his suckling at her vagina, drawing the cream from her body as more replaced it. Her hands gripped the rails of the lounger as she twisted against his mouth, fighting for more.

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