Whisper (The Voice trilogy Book 1) by Noelle Bodhaine

Author:Noelle Bodhaine [Bodhaine, Noelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

He places my hand upon his chest covering it with his own, holding me flat to his heart. He places his other hand on my heart and stills us both.

“Keep your eyes on me.” He gently flexes his hand over mine and I feel him, flow through me. A surge of his energy, mixing with mine exhilarates my blood and our pulse becomes one. He is breathing slowly and deeply, channeling his energy and I can feel every ounce, pouring over me, into me. My head hums while my eyes are locked onto his, holding on for dear life. Every measured breath brings us closer together. Sitting in his lap connected by our hearts and hands, nothing has ever felt so intimate. Our breathing begins to synch with the beat of our hearts and he begins to sway, slowly at first, building a rhythm with every revolution until we are rocking back and forth in unison. He picks up the pace and kisses me, lips gentle and soft. Pulling my hips closer to him, he rocks against me, pressing his hard member between my folds. He pulls me into him and rolls my hips forward. His cock slides up and down my slit, teasing.

“You are so wet for me, Sophie, so soft.” His visceral tone propels me forward and I wrap my arms around his neck and crush my heated skin to his, our hearts racing towards each other through the thin veil of sticky skin. All the while his eyes are locked upon mine. I slide up and down his shaft, spreading myself all over him. My blood is boiling from the heat and vibration. I want him inside of me, every pulsating inch. My hips sway of their own accord, and my head rolls from the rush of blood, but he pulls me back, back down to earth, back into his orbit. “Stay with me,” he insists, “make it last.”

He covers my breast with his warm mouth, kneading and kissing until the flesh is swollen, then he moves to the other side and continues his assault. A frustrated moan grates in my throat, his eyes travel back to mine and they are serious, feral. He slides his hand between us and grazes the inside of my thigh before taking himself into his hand.

“The things I would like to do to you. I am going to lick you and kiss you and suck on every part of you until you weep, Sophie.” His words hang in the air, his lips moving to mine, kissing me so softly it flutters in my chest.

“God damn, Sophie,” he hisses my name and it spikes through me, ripping through my tight, empty core, leaving me unabashedly eager, and dripping wet. He takes my hand and wraps it around his straining shaft, the veins roped around, pulsating and hungry. He guides my hand up, then down, up, then slowly down, squeezing my hand as we twist around the root. His eyes are heavy, watching me stroke him, guiding me in his pleasure, igniting my own.

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