Cherry Crush by Stephanie Burke Read Free Book Online

against the sheets, her hips arching towards his generous mouth.
    Her taste was perfection.
    She was an amazing blend of spice and musk, and he felt a tear well up in his eye as she grinded against his hips.
    He tilted his nose at just the perfect angle to massage her clit and feast in earnest.
    “Yes, yes, yes,” Laney chanted, her eyes closed, her head whipping back and forth on the pillows. The spicy sweet taste of her grew stronger. The silken muscles of her inner walls gripped at his tongue, and Chan knew he would find heaven when they rippled around his cock.
    He could feel his own desire spinning out of control, his leaking pre-cum creating a wet spot on the sheets beneath him.
    Her thighs locked around his head, forcing him where she needed him the most, and he eagerly obliged, nibbling and licking at her flesh as if she was the most succulent of fruits.
    But even basking in the scent and flavor of his lover was soon not enough. He needed more.
    Growling, he sat up, his eyes taking in her debauched state, her legs sprawled open, her pussy wet and throbbing, her hair sticking to her face in a sweaty tangle.
    Yes, it was time to claim this wild, abandoned creature and make her his own.
    “Are you ready, my one?” he asked, climbing up her body, dragging his painfully hot cock against her slick soft skin. His balls were tight in their sacs, and desire was making his whole body tremble.
    He knew what he looked like, his hair wild about his shoulders and back, dragging against her body as he moved upwards, his eyes black and intent, the expression on his face barely human.
    “Are you ready to become mine?”
    His Kitten could not answer. She was so far lost in her hunger that all she could do was whimper painfully at him.
    He knew that her body was going mad, that it was so hungry and hot that it was ready for almost anything.
    And he was not one to make her suffer.
    He reached down, wrapped his hands wound her waist, and pulled her close to his body.
    Within seconds, he whirled, switching positions with her, laying himself flat on his back, the nest of heat and the hungry scent left behind. He posited her carefully on his stomach, baring his teeth and hissing when she screamed, her burning loins rubbing down his washboard abs and through the soft pubic hair that softly surrounded the root of his cock.
    “Position me,” he growled, his hands cupping her ass and squeezing, pulling another tortured scream from her dry lips as she unconsciously began to grind against the muscled friction he provided. “Put me where you want me, Laney. Take your hand, grip my cock, and guide me home. Don’t you want that, little one?”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Laney was now a writhing, shaking mass of lust and need. She lifted her head, her eyes all but rolling back in her head, circling her hips on the tantalizing textures of his body. She whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes as she sought to gain some control of her own body.
    With his commanding dark voice, that host body beneath her, his face glittering with the essence that came from her own body, she was hard-pressed to know her own name, let alone maintain any great motor skills.
    But the yawning emptiness in her groin drove her onward.
    Here, her lover was offering her what she wanted, what she needed, and she knew that it was up to her to take what he was giving.
    Gaining control of her quivering stomach muscles and arms, she pressed her palms against his chest, whimpering unashamedly at the hot feel of his skin and the pounding of his heart under her hands, and pushed herself upwards.
    His hands were busy again, running along her back and teasing her ass, almost making her lose the balance and control she sought.
    She managed to pull herself more or less up on her knees, tightening them around his small waist for stability.
    Her own heart pounding, her breath tearing from her throat, she was able to place one hand behind her