FascinatingRhythm by Lynne Connolly Read Free Book Online Page A

cock had risen as if it hadn’t fucked anyone for years,
straining against her leg. He couldn’t stop himself pushing, a primal instinct
that gave him the tiny amount of alleviation he needed until he got inside her.
    This is for her. To show her how much he’d missed
her, to prove to her that he wouldn’t repeat it. That when he left this time,
he’d keep in touch, stand her friend. She needed friends, ones who would be
with her whatever she decided, to accept her and her choices without question.
    He moved down, ignoring the demands of his increasingly
desperate cock. Anybody would think he’d never gone all night before.
Tonight—no chance. He’d be lucky to get inside her this time before he went
off.
    He curved his hands around her waist. So slender, but not
skinny. When he’d known her before she was too thin, but now she had sleek,
satiny skin and a nice softness in the right areas. He kissed around her navel,
loved the way she shivered when he kissed the little dip just beneath her
hipbone. So he did it again, and loved it even more when she cried his name
softly.
    He lifted his head and met her gaze over the lovely profile
of her breasts. “What do you want, Sabina? Tell me.”
    “I want—I want—”
    He spelled it out with his fingers on her stomach. Unlikely
she could interpret it, but the touch made her squirm some more. “What do you
want me to do?”
    “Touch me—kiss me.”
    Loving the way she said “kiss”, like a sigh, he kissed the
soft skin on her belly. Then, supporting his arms on his elbows, held up his
hands so she could see them and signed, “Where do you want me to kiss you?”
    She shuddered and spoke. “My-my pussy. Lick me, Hunter.”
    As if he could resist that, even had he wanted to. He’d tasted
her before, but concentrated on bringing her up and over the edge, wanting to
send her wild because he’d been desperate to get inside her. This time he took
pains to explore her properly and memorize the places that seemed to send her
wilder quicker.
    Her clit of course, but he’d avoid that for now. The inner
crease, the path to her entrance. He investigated that, tried lapping right
down and then teasing her, flicking his tongue just inside.
    She lifted her legs and rested her feet on his shoulders.
She had such small feet compared to his huge ones, dainty and tipped with
pretty polished nails. He’d noticed earlier when she’d slipped off her shoes.
Wondering if she liked her toes sucked, he decided this wouldn’t be the last
lovemaking session tonight, because he doubted he could manage that this time.
    Sabina working her toes against his skin in a sensual
massage drove him on and he stopped teasing, opened his mouth wide and took her
in, covering her clit and her vagina. Listening to her cries, better than any
lyric, he worked his tongue inside her, scooping out her juices to claim for
his own, rubbing his lips against her clit to urge her higher, faster. Maybe
twice. Oh fuck, she tasted so good. More tart than sweet, all sexy, tempting
woman.
    When she dug her toes into his shoulders, he knew she was
close. Even more because her clit pressed hard against his upper lip. He
sucked, enjoying the sounds she was making. She made more juice. He took it,
drank it down, taking gulps from her.
    Like a heartbeat, he absorbed her, accepted her and drew
strongly on her. Until her pussy tightened around his tongue and she screamed
as she came. He counted the pulses, committed them to memory, felt the extra,
double beat at the end. Music echoed around his head and he knew where he’d put
that double beat, what he’d do with it. For her, even though she might never
hear it, or recognize it. How could he describe this? Regrets that she couldn’t
hear too crept into his mind but he banished them. He’d tell her when he could,
share it with her.
    His inner adolescent had subsided, thank fuck, enough to
concentrate on pleasing her before he let himself go. He was tempted to stay
there