Wanton Wives by Catherine Gayle

Author:Catherine Gayle [Gayle, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance
Publisher: Night Shift Publishing
Published: 2016-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

In their current position, Elaine’s soft breasts stood just across from his eyes, the pink buds pebbled into hard peaks. Owen licked his lips, wanting desperately to lean forward and take one into his mouth as she’d done to his, but doing his damnedest to hold himself back.

This was Elaine’s game. This was her experiment, and he’d be damned if he was going to ruin it for her.

Then her hands were at the flap of his breeches, undoing his buttons with the same maddening deliberateness as she was undoing him. Her fingers slid along his aching erection through the fabric, and Owen was astonished he kept himself seated. His only thought was of tossing her to the floor on her back and rutting into her.

Finally, she freed his member and they could get on with it. He started to remove his hands from the chair, but Elaine shook her head. “Stay put,” she whispered.

Lowering herself to the floor, she kneeled between his legs, pushed his breeches down over his hips, and lowered her lips to him. Christ in heaven. At first, she placed chaste little kisses all up and down his length. He could handle that without spending himself all over her. Somehow.

But then she trailed her pointed tongue along the top, wrapped it around to the bottom, and traced his length all the way back. Owen tightened his grip on the chair arms to the point he wondered he hadn’t broken them off.

Warm, wet lips settled over the head and pushed down, taking him inside. The sensation was almost like being inside her sheath in some ways, but so very, very different at the same time. Elaine delved further, until half his length was inside the moist haven of her mouth. Owen sucked in a harsh breath through gritted teeth, unable to look away from the fiendishly lustful sight. She bobbed her head over him, taking him deeper each time he pressed back down again.

His hips bucked up to meet her, almost of their own accord, at the same time as he shouted again. Good God, he’d never experienced such blazing need before.

Elaine lifted her hand and used it along with her mouth and teeth and tongue in a wicked dance of delight. Where on earth had his wife learned such things? Was this what Lipscombe and Flynn’s wives had run her off to do?

His ballocks tightened beneath her eager, wanton efforts. “I won’t last much longer,” he ground out.

After a few more bobs, she pulled her mouth off his prick with a pop and mounted him again, as though she’d ride him astride like a horse. She kissed him, then, her tongue delving deep into his mouth and spreading this new taste—salty and musky, and bursting with the essence of sex.

Elaine gripped the back of his head with both hands, digging her fingers into his hair and pulling him closer. The hardened peaks of her nipples pressed against his chest and rubbed over him and her sex rested just over his cock.

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