Bourbon & Branch Water by Patricia Green Read Free Book Online

throbbed, cool air over her wet
flesh further sensitizing her. Jeff licked her, first on one tingling side then
the other. Stormy’s hands went to his hair as she
moaned, wordlessly begging him to do what she wanted, to take that aching bud
in his mouth.
    Jeff fucked her with his tongue for
a few moments, but those moments were an eternity to Stormy. “Please, Jeff.”
    He didn’t answer with words.
Instead, he licked her clit with the tip of his tongue, a tiny flick. Stormy’s hips rose from the bed and she cried out softly. “Yes!”
    There were more licks; these
lingered, wrapped, fondled. He nipped her gently and Stormy tossed her head. It
was so good. Fingers penetrated her again, exploring her wet softness with firm
strokes as he sucked on her clit. Stormy felt like a tidal surge was pushing
her up, higher and higher until the stars were within her reach, but as she
touched them the surf crashed and the stars shattered and Stormy’s body shook with the strength of her orgasm.
    Her cry was primal, soft, deep and
erotic. Was that her voice? Incredibly, it was.
    When her pussy had stopped pulsing
around his fingers, Jeff withdrew them and pulled slightly away from her. He
rolled her half-way to her side and gave her bottom a
sharp smack. “Baby needs to be fucked.”
    Sex words again, could she ever
hear too many of them from this man? Crude as they might be, they held so much
sensual meaning for her.
    “Hands and knees.”
    Stormy quickly turned and began to
crawl up toward the middle of the bed, but Jeff grabbed one of her ankles and
kept her at the edge of the mattress. “Right here,” he said, positioning her
the way he wanted.
    She was powerless to talk, all she
could do was cooperate, knowing that her cooperation would be amply rewarded.
    He smacked her behind again and she
squeaked. It hurt, but…perversely, it felt good. Stormy spent a second trying
to parse these feelings, but no sense would come. All she could do was experience
the moment.
    “Like that?”
    She moaned softly and nodded her
head.
    “Talk to me, babe. Do you like
that?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    He smacked her a few more times,
first on one buttock than the other. Warmth spread over her fanny. Stormy
remembered the pink of her rear the day after their first encounter, so she
knew what was coming. A memory of sensation, the sexy spanking of their first
encounter, popped up briefly in her mind, but it was soon superseded by what
was going on in the moment.
    More spanks landed on her behind.
The heat was building, but she wanted him inside her, too. Stormy squirmed,
offering her glove for his rampant cock. Jeff had another glove in mind, though,
and he grabbed a condom from his bedside table. Stormy heard the wrapper and a
moment passed, but soon he jabbed quickly and firmly into her. Her pussy quivered,
and she lowered her face to the bed, unable to hold her head up while the
delicious sensations began to build again.
    Jeff swatted her firmly and fucked
her soundly. Stormy pressed back into each stroke and hard palm against her behind.
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Your ass is red hot,” he said, and
Stormy shivered.
    Leaning back again, Jeff’s strokes
got faster, his breath becoming soft pants. “I’m gonna come, Stormy. I’m gonna come when you do.”
    That was it. She imagined his body’s
release, the white, sweet pleasure spurting. She remembered exactly what it
looked like from their previous encounter when she’d sucked and licked him to
orgasm. That memory was enough to make her slam her smarting fanny into his
hips, driving him deep, pressing the head of his cock as deep as it could go.
She called his name as she climaxed that time, and she heard his grunt of
pleasure as his cock throbbed inside her.
    Breathless, she gasped and tried to
come back to Earth. It was a slow fall.
    “Your pussy is incredible, babe. You’re incredible. I’m going to fuck you
silly all night. I hope you didn’t plan on