The Haunted Sultan (Skeleton Key) by Gillian Zane & Skeleton Key

Author:Gillian Zane & Skeleton Key [Zane, Gillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Parajunkee Publishing
Published: 2016-06-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Sierra. Sierra. Sierra.

Owen had to clench his fist, stabbing himself with his fingernails to stop himself from ripping the clothes from her body and burying himself inside of her. All he knew was her, her smell, the taste of her, the sexy noises she made as she tempted him.

He was so aroused his dick felt like it was going to explode. It pressed against his jeans, hurting him it was so hard. The smells in the room were doing something to him. His vision was blurry and all he could focus on was this girl. This woman. Sierra.

All he wanted was Sierra. He didn’t need to eat. He needed to fuck her all day and all night.

He needed to be inside her.

She was everything and so much more. He lapped at her breasts, the perfect dark areolas tasting of spice and sex and everything nice. He squeezed one with his teeth and she cried out, her hips thrusting against him again and again. He couldn’t resist any longer. He was going to come in his pants like a horny teenager fingering his first willing partner if he didn't get inside of her.

She was wearing nothing more than panties under a little filmy skirt. He pushed her up and away until she stood over him. He pulled the little scrap of fabric down her legs and brushed aside the thin material of her skirt, then pulled her down to the ground again, pushing her back against the pillows behind her.

She was spread before him. The fabric of her skirt cascaded around her golden legs. Her hair had come undone from the clips she had it in and spread out over the pillows. She was mesmerizing. A succubus. He couldn’t get enough, but his eyes trailed over her body until he found what he wanted. That sweet pussy he wanted to explore.

She was shaved, and the bare lips of her pussy glistened from her arousal. She was dripping. He stroked a finger over her clit, once. All it took was once. And she came.

She screamed her pleasure, her hips jutting against his hand over and over again. His name was on her tongue. He was that good. He had never had that happen before.

He was lost.

He fumbled with his pants, shedding his clothes in a haphazard dance. He needed Sierra. He needed her so much he would die if he didn’t take her.

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