SHARK (Shifter Kings Nashville Book 3) by Gunn Holly & Birmingham T

Author:Gunn, Holly & Birmingham, T. [Gunn, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Hell Bent Press
Published: 2019-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

SHARK

“You did not!”

We’re sitting in my living room. Everyone else is gone—including Rudy and Henry. It’s just me and Lexie.

Her hand is on my chest, and I can feel those long fingers right around the area of my heart. They’re also near my manly tit, something I’ve got to say I’m enjoying the shit out of. Not many men like a little nipple play, but fuck me, I do. It’s why I have the nipple rings. She likes them. I know this from the way her fingers absently play with them. The way she constantly moves her eyes to them, looking as if she wants to suck on them, solidifies my knowledge of her liking them. These are the thoughts running through my mind, while her hand is on my chest.

These thoughts are also the reason I miss her next question.

“Yo, surfer dude,” she says, waving a hand in my face. “Are you paying attention, or are you just going to stare at my lips?”

I move my eyes to her tits—and grin.

“You can touch them if you want.”

I know she’s joking because she giggles right after.

I’m not.

I reach out and run my thumb along one of her nipples.

Her giggle turns to a gasp of, “Oh.”

Then, her body shudders.

She’s so primed, I could probably slide right into the heat even a shark can smell. Slide right in and never leave.

Quick as lighting, I’m no longer lounging on the floor but looming over her on the couch.

One hand at her back, the other gliding back and forth across her tit, she’s so sensitive, it’s like she’s never been touched there.

When she says, “Oh” again, her hands on my shoulders squeeze tight, I take my chance and devour her lips. I capture her, “Ohs” and gasps and consume her breaths like her very air is a commodity.

I suck on her bottom lip, pulling on it with my teeth, laving it with my tongue, and slowly but surely, my hand, on the outside of her one-piece, moves south.

My mouth tastes and trails along her jaw, her throat, the little crevice of her collar bone. Warm air against her sensitive points all leading to the most sensitive of them all.

Calloused fingers that I’ve gotten from years of working in a lumber yard take the straps of her bathing suit down slowly. More gently, I pull down the top of the one-piece and I breathe in her scent. It’s perfection. Clean water and a spicy smell that’s all pussy begging for attention.

At the same time, I finally let my lips touch light-brown nipples, as my hand makes it to its destination. I remove her shorts and pull aside the fabric. Warm, wet, fucking fantastic pussy is what I’m met with. I groan against her tit, feel her body jerk at the touch of my hand and my mouth.

One finger inside her tight channel. One at her breast. My teeth nipping at one nipple then another. Her own hands hold my head to her chest and force my mouth closer.

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