O Line (The New York Nighthawks Book 3) by Fiona Davenport

Author:Fiona Davenport [Davenport, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-10T16:00:00+00:00

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Jordan

Grabbing Wrenley’s ass, I yanked her forward so our bodies were plastered together from chest to groin and slammed my mouth down on hers. I feasted on her lips, nibbling and sucking, before growling, “Open.” Her lips parted, and my tongue plundered the recesses of her mouth. After a few seconds, I felt the softest brush of her velvety tongue against mine. Groaning, I angled my head, deepening the kiss and demanding she give me more.

My cock was leaking like a sieve, making a fucking mess of my pants, but I didn’t give a shit. I wanted my woman’s pussy in my mouth before I let him have his turn.

Releasing Wrenley’s ass cheeks, I glided my palms up her back until I found the hidden zipper. As I slowly drew it down, the satiny fabric gaped in the front. I pulled back, and my breath got caught in my throat at the sight of her tits practically spilling out of a purple lace corset. Fuck. My mouth watered, and my cock almost exploded when I pushed down the cups so her big globes filled my waiting hands. They were heavy and round and so fucking perfect.

An image of milk beading on her taut nipples short-circuited my brain for a second, and a little come spurted from my dick.

When I wrapped my lips around one diamond-hard peak, Wrenley moaned and arched her back, pushing it farther into my mouth. The boning in the corset held her tits up so I could use my hands elsewhere while I tugged and sucked and left little love bites all over her mounds.

Reaching down at Wrenley’s sides, I gathered the material of her dress into my fist and shoved the hem up to her waist. My fingers sought out the thin bands of elastic on the sides of her underwear, and I snapped them so her panties fell away.

Wrenley gasped, and her hips bucked, making me suck in my own sharp breath when her hot pussy rubbed on my cock with only the wet material of my pants and boxer briefs separating us.

After placing a kiss on each nipple, I lifted Wrenley off my lap and set her on her feet. She wobbled a little, putting a cocky smirk on my lips, so I held her hips until she seemed steady enough to stand on her own.

She watched me with pale green, lust-glazed pools and licked her lips. It was so fucking sexy I had to steel myself against the rush of need so I wouldn’t lose my patience and rip her dress as I dragged it down her body, letting the material pool on the ground. Desperate to see all of her, I hurried to unhook her corset, then let it fall into the pile of clothes.

“Holy motherfucking hell,” I breathed as I drank in the sight of her beauty before me. Indulgently, I leaned back against the couch and let my eyes slide down her body inch by inch. Her full tits bounced a little with her rapid breaths, the pink tips still wet from my mouth.

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