Roasted (The Cass Chronicles Book 1) by Susannah Shannon

Author:Susannah Shannon [Shannon, Susannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2016-02-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9 - Afterglow

"Is this an Alaskan thing?" she asked.

Killian laughed. "No, babe, it's a me thing." Apparently, she fell under that umbrella as well. She had never been so aroused. Not ever. She found herself sliding her hand upwards from his knee, getting closer and closer to the noticeably erect cock that pressed against her shoulder. She turned around and climbed unto his lap, gasping as sparks flew in her freshly spanked skin. The kissing was scrumptious. She ran her hands through his hair, as his hands swirled over her back and around to cup her breasts. She arched her back with pleasure. He lifted her tee shirt over her head. He brushed the mounds of her breasts with his lips as he unhooked her bra. She arched her back. Killian was in no hurry. He pulled one nipple into his mouth and then slid his open mouth across to the other one. She helped him off with his shirt, sliding her hands up and over his nipples feeling them tighten under her fingertips. She kissed his throat, she ran her tongue along his shoulder and shifted her body between his legs, bending to kiss his belly. He groaned and twisted his fingers through her hair. She struggled with his belt buckle and he helped her. She barely had his fly unbuttoned before his cock sprang forward. She had given head plenty of times, but she'd never wanted to like this. She knelt in front of him and sucked deeply upon him. His breathing grew jagged and she assaulted him with her tongue. She was hell bent on making him come.

He leaned back and allowed himself to be carried along. She was pleased with herself. "Let me taste you, "he said.

She ignored him and sucked harder. She wanted to avoid him seeing her naked. She thought it would be easy to keep him focused on his own pleasure. It was not. "Hey princess, please." She kept going, impressed with his staying power. He held her still and moved his hips back away from her. That, she thought to herself, had to be a first—a man holding a woman's head so that he could pull his dick out of her mouth.

He held her close. "I know you are beautiful, let me see you," he whispered.

She found herself in something of a pickle. She didn't dare say, "No, I'm fat." But she was afraid of being exposed. Sex was one thing. A man having the opportunity to see her imperfection was entirely another. He easily stood with her in his arms and lay her down on the couch. He unbuckled her jeans. She closed her eyes. His hands were so gentle, demanding and everywhere.

"You are so pretty," he whispered. She wanted to believe him. He slid his hand between her legs, stroking her panty clad cleft. "Cassandra, spread your legs for me." She did, bucking her hips. He kissed her belly button. He ran his tongue down to her aching pussy. He stroked her as his tongue slipped under the elastic of her panties.

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