Chasing Beautiful (Chasing Series #1) by Pamela Ann Read Free Book Online

God” I yelped.
    Yes ! I chanted in my head.
    I grabbed his bulging cock and started to rub it hard.
    I took charge of his pants, swiftly opening the button and pulling his zipper down, taking things into my own hands. His pants were pooling around his knees and I tugged his boxer briefs south, on top of his pants. I eyed him, man he’s aroused . I gently cupped his balls with my left hand, squeezing them as I delightfully moved my right-hand up and down his cock, twirling his erection with such voracious determination.
    I was in such a delicious state of sexual euphoria, and I couldn’t seem to hold it back—for much longer. Nine months of celibacy made me desperate for him.
    “Kyle, please… FUCK ME …,” I pleaded.
    “Not yet, baby ”
    Our foreheads joined together as we panted hard. His thick, rock-hard cock had a small drop of juice that was enticingly sitting on the head of his enormous manhood. I hastily licked my dry lips as I greedily eyed it waiting for my attention.
    If he thought torturing me would work then I would give him the same satisfaction.
    I slightly bent over again and licked that sweet juice off— oh-so-slowly —at the same time watching his face through my lashes with pure fervor of lust. Hovering over his cock, I sucked the head with just enough pressure to get all of his sweet moist essence out—tasting more of his manhood like it was nirvana.
    His face almost combusted with desire and he was beyond turned on. He seriously looked like a savage animal ready to pounce.
    He took his fingers out and spread me against the wall. He kneeled down just above my throbbing pussy. He hooked one of my legs over his shoulder and opened my other leg wider.
    He l icked my outer lips with his hot-teasing tongue, nipping and sucking. I buckled and threw my head back from the sensations racking through my body.
    He quickly grabbed my hips and hooked my legs on his body as he pulled me down to the large bed. My dark mane of hair splaying everywhere, still wearing my cowboy boots . My top and skirt sat on my stomach, open and ready to be ravished.  My thong was still lopsided from his drastic invasion.
    He loomed over me; his eyes intensely flickered to my nipples and wide opened legs. He pulled on his dick and started to stroke it—hard, big hands squeezing and stroking as I watched in fascination.
    He took my boots off and pulled down my thong. “You’re beautiful, Sienna,” our eyes locked as he gently rubbed my pussy with his pulsating head, ready to combust.
    Teasing, probing —driving me insane.
    I whimpered as I anticipated the feel of him inside me.
    He paused, his cock just a mere centimeter on my soaked entrance. “Has there been anyone else? I know I was your first, but that could’ve changed since we broke up—so, was there anyone else?” his face passive as he waited for me to reply.
    I shook my head. “No, not one.”
    H is smile was predatory and victorious, eyes gleaming. He slowly entered me and pulled out almost immediately. “Baby, you feel like a virgin! I love it that your pussy’s like this—best fucking pussy I’ve ever had. ”
    I looked at him as he was watching our bodies joining together. He was staring down candidly as his cock slid cautiously to my tightened core.
    H e seemed to cherish the idea of being the only man I had ever had sex with. He groaned like a caveman as he shoved his dick inside me, thrusting hard with no inhibition and no restraint. My vagina walls immediately enveloped him, accommodating his size.
    “You’re mine! All mine !” growling like an animal.
    “I love how you feel…so silky, wet, and fucking tight, ” he groaned loudly. “I’ve been constantly thinking about—when I can have you over and over. I can’t get you out of my head—when I saw you tonight, I couldn’t help myself…. I needed to have a taste of whatever you could give me. I needed to be inside you or I was going to go insane,” he sounded raw with want as he took