Blind Her With Bliss by Nina Pierce Read Free Book Online

the floor.
     

    “You, Damon, are a wicked man.” Julie buried her fingers in his hair. “I want you to—” His mouth came down hard on hers, and he swallowed her words. Damon’s fingers took a slow walk up her thigh, bringing her skirt with them. His thumb trailed over the dampness of her thong. “Yeah, that. Touch me like that.”
     

    “You have entirely too many clothes on.” She reached between them, fumbling at his belt buckle.
     

    “Let me get it.” He stood up quickly, shucking off his jeans and cowboy boots. Julie hadn’t seen many men naked, but this one certainly stole her breath. The sizable erection tapping against his belly was all hers. The man was as aroused by Julie Tilling as she was by him. The thought empowered her, boosted her confidence to play the salacious sex goddess she’d been trying to portray. Sitting up, she took the condom he’d dug out of his wallet. Julie rubbed her thumb against the mushroom head, collecting the glistening moisture. She brought her hand to her mouth, dragging her thumb down her tongue in a move so seductive it had him grinding out a moan.
     

    “Damon, you taste so good.” She looked up at him through her lashes and rolled the latex down the length of his cock.
     

    Damon lowered his weight on her, their bodies melting into the leather. She sighed his name, and he ran kisses up her chin, his hand tickling the inside of her thigh, running up her slick folds and circling her aching clitoris.
     

    Damon’s touches were fire on her body, melting her bones and coursing heat through her blood. Julie couldn’t remember ever feeling this relaxed and sexy with a man. Sex had always seemed so mechanical in the past.
     

    Not this night. This night, she floated on a cloud of pleasure, her mind empty of everything but the sensations Damon offered her body. The heat of his skin against her fingers, the spicy smell of his cologne mingled with the scent of her desire, the sound of her name on his lips, and the way he stared at her as if she were a banquet and he was a starving man; all of it sending overwhelming need sizzling over her nerves. Every cell in her body screamed for him, craved this union with Damon and the ecstasy he offered. She didn’t know it could be like this.
     

    “Damon, I want you,” she whispered.
     

    “Julie.” He covered her mouth with his, their tongues battling as he lifted her hips and entered her with exquisite leisure, allowing her body time to adjust to his girth. He stretched her, but she was so wet he entered without pain, filling her completely. He swallowed the moan she couldn’t contain.
     

    “You feel so good, Julie.”
     

    His name was the only coherent word she could form on her lips.
     

    They found their rhythm, each moving their bodies to increase the pleasure. Damon held her arms over her head with one hand. The other slid between them, rubbing the pearled knot of her clitoris, sending her soaring higher with each stroke. Pleasure jolted along her nerves, tingling out to her fingers and toes. Her internal muscles clenched, pulling him deeper. Her world became narrowly focused on the encouragements and epithets he murmured in her ear, the talented teasing of his thumb and the push and pull of his cock. Her back bowed and she held her breath as her world exploded. Her orgasm rolled over her, making her buck against his powerful assault as she rode the breathless wave of ecstasy.
     

    Damon tensed and let out a feral growl as his orgasm overtook him. He pistoned his hips with such wonderful strength all she could do was hold onto him, anchoring herself against the second orgasm slamming into her.
     

    His hips slowed, soothing her quaking channel. He pulled his arm from between their bodies and came down on her, comforting her with his weight. She flexed her internal muscles, milking the last of his bliss. A shudder snaked through his body and she did it again just to hear her name come out of him on a deep