Caught (Prequel to Hawk) (Sex and Bullets) by Jo Raven Read Free Book Online Page A

There’s almost no force behind it, only gravity, it seems—and the impact is soft and yet startling. Pleasurable.
     
    Instead of speaking, I moan, my head falling forward.
     
    “That’s it,” he murmurs, letting the flogger fall on my back again and again, each time a little lower, stroking shoulder blades, my ribs, reaching my ass. He works the strips over my ass cheeks, and the pleasure mounts and floods into my core, making me clench.
     
    That’s when he spreads my legs more, draws back a little and lets the strips fall right over my pussy, hard.
     
    “Oh God!” I flinch and shake, and it’s not really pain, but it’s not pleasure, either. It’s just shock.
     
    “Relax,” he says, but then does it again, and again, and then it’s all pleasure, dark, thick pleasure that drips down my belly like syrup, tightening my insides until I can’t breathe.
     
    My legs are trembling, and when he hits me again, I small cry pushes past my lips.
     
    I’m close to coming, I realize with a start. From this. From Hawk flogging my ass.
     
    “Like this?” He now drags the strips over my pussy, and I whine deep in my throat from the tantalizing stroke.
     
    “More,” I beg. “Harder.”
     
    “Seeing you writhe like that, seeing how you like it… Hot damn.” He snaps the flogger against my inner thigh and I struggle to bite back another plea.
     
    So close.
     
    He strikes my other thigh, the impact leaving a light sting that only makes my belly tighten more.
     
    “Please, Hawk…” I need.
     
    Need more.
     
    “Turn around.” When I don’t move, my body too taut with need, he pushes down on my back until I’m lying on my belly, and then rolls me over.
     
    I look up into his handsome face, and he smiles, slow and sexy.
     
    He trails the strips of the flogger over my breasts, then flicks them over my belly, and I gasp. He sits back enough to snap the flogger over my boobs, over my hard nipples, and I’m lost in sensation. I grab at the sheets, needing a tether.
     
    I find none as he alternates between my boobs, then slips his other hand between my legs and breaches me with two fingers.
     
    “Holy shit!” I rock against his hand, the pleasure bursting in me like a firework, flames and sparks, and I come so hard my vision goes black. The pleasure liquefies my bones. “God…”
     
    His fingers are still inside me. He’s holding himself still, sitting back on his knees, and between his legs…
     
    Good God, he’s so hard it’s impressive.
     
    And I want his cock inside me. “Please,” I whisper, and reach down, glide my hand over my belly until I brush over my clit and touch his hand that’s still half-buried inside me. “In me.”
     
    He kind of grunts, the flogger dropping from his hand on the mattress, and he pulls his fingers out of me, slowly, dragging on my inner walls, sending ripples of pleasure into my core.
     
    Bracing himself on one hand, he guides his cock into me in one thrust that seems to go on forever, until he’s seated inside me.
     
    We both cry out at the sensation.
     
    He’s hot, and so hard, and when he does a sort of push-up over me, and I lift my legs to his waist, he crushes his mouth to mine and groans against my lips.
     
    Feels even better than last time. So much better. He surges like a wave inside me, muscles flexing in his chest, his arms, his legs. There’s nothing slow, nothing gentle about this lovemaking. His pelvis is rocking, his dick pushing in and out of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress as he picks up speed.
     
    He’s thrusting deep inside me, hard and fast strokes, his breaths coming in uneven pants.
     
    “Fuck,” he grunts, “fuck, fuck, babe, I’m…” His strokes turn shallow and frantic, and I moan his name as another tsunami of pleasure hits me, taking me under.
     
    His forehead drops to mine. His breath catches, his hips jerk, then again. And again. He comes for a long time, waves of liquid heat bursting deep inside