Oklahoma Sky by Jillian Neal

Author:Jillian Neal [Neal, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-940174-52-5
Publisher: Jillian Neal

Ford gave her things she craved but refused to admit even to herself. His fingers dug into her hips, rough and primal in his claim. He pinned her to the mattress as he indulged her clit with rapid lashes of his hungry tongue. She couldn't move. She never wanted to. She prayed he would fuck her with that same rough, primal intensity and that there'd be marks of his ownership imprinted on her skin. She needed something concrete to prove to herself that he was real, that this was real. It was all too close to the dark fantasies she allowed herself when she had a moment to be entirely alone. The fantasies were often how she kept the lonesome at bay. She'd imagine some rough, rugged man who was only ever satisfied by her surrender.

"You taste so fucking good," rasped from Ford. "So sweet all for me."

Callie was incapable of anything but soft, reedy moans. Every pulse point in her body timed itself to the ministrations of his tongue, the juxtaposition of his rough stubble against her soft thighs and pussy, and the obvious pleasure he found in her.

Pressure built constantly between her legs. God. She had to move or scream or...something. It was going to tear her apart. It was too much, too good. She clawed at his sheets, seeking purchase but finding only his strong grip on her thighs keeping her safe. He swirled his tongue and backed off ripping the orgasm from her grasp.

"Ford," she choked out his name.

"No, baby. Not yet. Not 'til I say. Not 'til you beg."

"Please." She trembled in his arms. Other pleading words tried to leave her lips but were mired in the ecstasy that pulsed through her.

"We're gonna find your edge, sugar. This ain't it. But when I find it, it's gonna be all mine. You're gonna learn to take more for me."

All Callie wanted was to take anything Ford Holder offered her and then to beg for more. He released her clit again and rasped his beard against her right thigh spreading her legs further. Then he punished the thin skin with suckled kisses that grew in intensity until she understood the point. He was marking his territory, branding her.

With that, he shattered any propriety she'd been trying to cling to. "More, give me more," she gasped in a breathless plea. A very loud, very male roar of ownership vibrated against her skin as he granted her request.

When she bore his marks of ownership, he released her, allowing her restless hips to beg for him. "Let me hear how good I make it feel when I let you come," he ordered.

He speared two fingers deep in her channel, tracked to her G-spot like he had a map, and worked her over. To add to that overwhelming sensation, he kept his tongue and suckles soft on her clit. The push and pull, the tender and the demanding, the beast and the man all consumed her. It was all Ford and all her and all entirely too perfect.

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