Summer Camp Captive by Alexa Riley & Jessa Kane

Author:Alexa Riley & Jessa Kane [Riley, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Lainey

Lord, he seems twice as massive from this perspective.

His thighs are stretched out on either side of my head, thicker than my torso, bulging with muscle and covered in hair. I’ve been so distracted by the rest of him, I failed to notice the ridges of his stomach. Is that a twelve-pack? Yeah. It is. A mountain range of swells, powerful and flexed in anticipation.

His erection stands waiting, veins pulsing from root to tip, moisture seeping from the head. Begging for my mouth. And after that story he told me, my heart is still trapped in a vise. He needs and deserves this. I won’t make him wait.

I take his shaft in two hands and begin stroking him, sucking in a breath at his extreme reaction. A bellow is trapped between his teeth. His arms almost go slack, sending him falling back on the bed, but he catches himself at the last minute, seeming determined to keep his view of me. His legs spread wider and begin to shake—all of this from one stroke. When I trail my tongue up the side of his arousal, he lets out an agonized moan, reaching down to twist his balls in a rough fist.

“You’re going to empty me, princess,” he rasps. “Go easy.”

“I’m only licking.” My loins flood with heat at the evidence of my power over this man. He might be a veritable giant, but one flick of my tongue can turn him into a shuddering mess. Moisture pools between my thighs, excitement buzzes in my blood. I tilt my hips back, giving Carver a nice view of my upturned bottom, well aware that the shorts only cover half of my cheeks. Looking up at him with an innocent expression, I circle the tip of his erection with my tongue. “Is this another new way to tickle, my king?”

Carver’s head falls back, his throat muscles prominent. “Christ. Oh Christ. I might come just from having you look at me like that.”

I suck his swollen, salty head into my mouth, humming in satisfaction as his fists pound the bed. “Like what?”

“Like we’ve got a very bad secret,” he pants, his hips rolling toward my mouth. “It’s more than that, though. You’re looking at me like I’m your man. And you know I won’t fuck up again and trap you beneath me. No matter how badly you torture my cock, I’ll stay strong and keep my princess happy.”

A riot starts in the center of my chest, my pulse galloping in my limbs. This man gets me. He’s right about me trusting him, too. I don’t know how it happened so fast. Maybe it’s the way he proved how fast he could listen and adapt to my needs. Or maybe it’s what he’s been through. Whatever the cause, my heart knows it’s right. “Who says I won’t let you trap me?” Relaxing my throat, I slide my lips halfway down his length, choking despite my preparation. It’s worth the discomfort, though, when his lower half jerks off the bed, his giant hands ripping at the sheets.

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