Quill: Wicked Throttle MC #3 by Esther E. Schmidt

Author:Esther E. Schmidt [Schmidt, Esther E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

***Quill***

I slowly slide off my cut and keep my gaze on her naked body before me. Fuck. She’s beautiful with all her curves inked. The way she boldly got naked in the blink of an eye is making my cock swell even more. My cut lands on the chair along with my shirt. Instead of chasing time I’m taking every second to brand her on my brain.

Every damn inked inch, every rise and fall of her chest and the way her legs fall open in a welcoming gesture. She bites her bottom lip while her gaze is set on my denim covered hard-on. Lazily I discard my jeans and boots to stand before her while I tug my cock, teasing her with what she wants but what’s mine to give.

“Get on your knees, Adley.” My voice is gravel and heavy with lust.

She’s got thunder in her ass with the way she jumps up and has her mouth a breath away from my cock that’s already leaking pre-cum. I reach out and let my thumb rub her bottom lip, pressing it down to slide it in. She swirls her tongue around my thumb while keeping eye contact.

One teasing the other with skills we want to relay on other body parts. I remove my thumb and fist her hair. The gasp is urging me on to tighten my fist a little more. Her eyes dilate and there’s my proof; she loves an erotic bite of pain. Fuck, she really is my perfect match.

One hand to guide her head, the other to squeeze my cock before I let it slide over her lips. My heavy sack is a ticking time bomb when her tongue teases my slit as a moan of pleasure leaves her damn mouth. I hold her steady and let my cock slide deep inside her mouth until I hit the back of her throat.

Instead of triggering her gag reflex she fucking swallows and the tightest of feelings around the head of my cock almost steals an orgasm right out of me. Not. Yet. I step back and let my cock fall from heaven with a pop. I guide her head back, lean into her personal space and give her a rough and openmouthed kiss.

“I fucking love your mouth but I need to taste your other lips,” I tell her in a harsh voice.

A feisty smirk slides over her beautiful face. “Then by all means, get your fill, because if your mouth is as good at kissing as it is between my legs…you won’t ever hear me complain.”

“Sweetheart, my woman won’t ever have any rational thought left to complain after I’ve had her. You’re about to find out what it means to be mine.” I let go of her hair and push her shoulders back.

Placing my arms underneath her knees, I push them back and with it open her up completely for my viewing pleasure. Leaning forward she thinks I’m about to kiss her but instead I let my tongue slide over her nipple.

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