Missing by Noelle Adams

Author:Noelle Adams [Adams, Noelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Women, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction
ISBN: 9781491022122
Google: 6D8-nwEACAAJ
Amazon: B00EN6LQYQ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

“Fuck,” Nathan gritted out between clenched teeth. “Fuck, Lynn!”

Lynn hummed out a throaty sound but, since her mouth was otherwise occupied, she didn’t respond with words. Her lips slid up and down his erection, and her tongue played along its length in unbelievable ways. She was still wearing the stretchy little nightgown she’d worn to bed the night before, but he couldn’t see it at the moment because she was almost entirely hidden by the covers.

Nathan was stretched out on his bed, his hands fisting the sheet beneath him and the muscles of his thighs and belly so tight they were almost shaking, but he managed to reach over and push the covers back from Lynn’s head so he could see her mouth pumping over him.

“Fuck,” he gasped again, as the pressure of pleasure and need intensified at the sight of her bent over him so intimately. Her blond hair was rumpled messily from the covers, and he reached over again to smooth it back from her face.

She was entirely focused on the task at hand, her cheeks hollowing out rhythmically and one hand gently massaging his balls, but her eyes slid up to his face, both hot and tender.

Then another expression flickered across her face, and she seemed to smile around his flesh.

Despite the overwhelming arousal and increasing urgency, his sense of irony responded to hers. He instinctively knew she was amused by his uninhibited response to her spontaneous morning blow job and maybe a little proud of herself for making him lose control the way she had.

The teasing humor in her eyes struck a chord, and he couldn’t repress a huff of self-deprecating amusement.

The laughter was a mistake. The thin reins that held his pleasure in check snapped from the break in his concentration. He came hard, making a loud, rough sound of release and arching up involuntarily as intense pleasure rushed through him.

Lynn sucked him through the spasms until he fell back against the bed, relaxed and fully sated.

At last, Lynn slid her lips gently from his flesh and lifted herself from her position to collapse beside him. He pulled her toward him, and she willingly curled against his side.

Her body was soft and so was the hand that stroked his bare chest, but her voice was dry and natural when she said, “Never a good idea to laugh when you’re that far along.”

“I believe you’re to blame for that.”

“What? I didn’t say a thing.” Her eyes were wide with ostensible innocence as she gazed up at him.

“Nice try. I’ll have you know I was never mocked mid-blow-job before.”

“I would never advise a woman to mock a man mid-blow-job. I’ve found that the male of the species tends to be surprisingly sensitive about such things.”

“Then I would suggest you make more of an effort to follow your own advice, because I definitely detected a hint of mockery there.” He absently stroked her hair as he closed his eyes and let his body loosen. The verbal play was instinctive, second-nature, and it was as relaxing as his slower breathing.

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