The Big Easy Series 1: Kat's Kitty by Eulalie Leblanc

Author:Eulalie Leblanc [Leblanc, Eulalie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Erotica, Romantic Erotica, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00WJE8BF6
Published: 2015-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

He kissed her on the mouth, then, and she accepted it—he tasted of mint and, oddly, vanilla, and after a moment his tongue tickled her gums, and she could feel a warm heat kindling in her core and spreading through her body. There was no point in denying it—she wanted him, wanted him now, and the part of her that cautioned that this might not be the best idea faded as she realized just how much she wanted his hands on her body.

Her hands worked the buttons on his shirt—underneath, he was smooth and hot, like warm toffee. She heard the seam of her shirt rip as he worked it off of her, and then felt the cool night air perk up her nipples when he took off her bra. “God damn, girl,” he murmured, as she shimmied his pants off of him. His cock sprang out of the confines of his pants, the tip already glistening and wet.

His fingers were tender on her clit, teasing at her tender bulb, and as the ecstasy crested she felt her thighs go slick and warm. He put his lips there, first, flesh on flesh, while his fingers tweaked her nipples, sending little jolts of pleasure down her spine with each pinch and pull. She felt his tongue lap at her stomach, and his mouth closed around her left breast.

She reached down and found the head of his cock, savoring the bobbing, quivering hardness for a moment before it plunged into her soft, yielding pussy. It had not looked like anything extraordinary, but she felt herself stretch around him, his cock’s length and diameter elicited a sensation at once painful and yet pleasant. He grunted, and began pumping, each thrust sending thrills of electricity rushing into the very core of her being.

It came to her, pure—obliterating the feeling of tar paper on her back, the scratch of his beard on her throat, even the pressure of his fingers on the soft spot just above her hips—this sensation that everything was light, even as she closed her eyes . The nexus of pleasure—deep in her body, just under her ribs, where every tingle, jolt, and pulse of pleasure had been accumulating—seemed to burst in a wash of warmth that swept over her, leaving her gasping for air.

She was faintly aware of his grunts and groans, but they seemed inconsequential. Somehow he ended up next to her, his breathing slow and even, the aftermath a trace of liquid chill across her thigh, leaving her feeling as if she might float away if she took too deep a breath.

Modesty returned to her suddenly. The breeze over her naked body suddenly reminded her that, she and Mike were on top of her building. Though it was dark, they hadn’t taken any precautions. What if some dipshit kid had seen them, and was making a movie? She yanked on her t-shirt, angry with herself for not having thought this through. But then her eye caught Mike’s sleeping face, so content, almost angelic.

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