FAST RIDE by DEBBY CONRAD Read Free Book Online Page B

sex as she climbed atop him.
    He didn’t kiss her lips, instead his mouth found her nipple. Starting slowly, he sucked, tugged and nipped, then moved to the other breast. Her skin tasted sweet, a mixture of vanilla and something fruity. Her shampoo-scented hair tickled his nose.
    Holly squirmed in his lap, pressing herself against his erection. Her breath came in raspy sighs as her small hands explored his chest and back.
    Kenny could smell her excitement, her arousal, could feel her moisture dampening the front of his sweat pants. He wondered if he could make her come this way, without touching her sex or penetrating her.
    As much as he wanted her to rock against him, he needed to touch her there. His finger found her and dipped into her slick, warm center, spreading the moisture to her most sensitive area. She squealed in response and opened herself even more to him.
    The way she rubbed herself against his shaft left him with no doubt as to what she needed, wanted. “Sit still,” he said, now using two fingers to please her. “It’s been a long time since I’ve done anything like this, and I don’t want to have an accident.”
    “It’s been a long time for me too. At least a year and a half.”
    A year and a half? “You and Greg have been divorced for two years.” As far as he knew she hadn’t been with anyone since her divorce.
    A look of shame washed over her face. “I slept with Greg, just once, after the divorce.”
    That confession tore at his insides. His movements slowed, almost coming to a halt.
    He didn’t know what he was feeling at the moment. Anger? Jealousy? All he knew was that he wanted to make her forget about Greg.
    “Kenny, please don’t make me suffer any longer.” She moved against his hand, obviously trying to bring herself off. Tiny beads of sweat dotted her forehead and the bridge of her nose. Her skin was damp as well.
    “Stand up.” When she obeyed without hesitation, he nodded to his lap. “Take it out, Holly.”
    She came to him, a look of eager anticipation on her face, and dropped to her knees beside his chair. Her trembling fingers fumbled with the waistband of his sweat pants and his briefs. He lifted his weight slightly so she could work his clothing over his hips. Every bump and touch sent a jolt of electricity through him, until he could barely stand it any longer.
    And then he was free, his cock begging to be touched, satisfied.
    “Omigod,” she whispered, and then leaned forward to place a kiss at the tip.
    Kenny threw his head back and moaned in agony. “Condom. Hurry,” he rasped.
    She was on her feet immediately, tearing the cardboard, and the condoms once again spilling to the floor. Bending at the waist to retrieve one of the foil pouches, she treated him to a view of her delicious-looking ass and more. He had a feeling she was totally unaware that she’d done something so erotic.
    Totally unaware that he wanted to run his tongue along her crack and then taste the dew he knew was on her sex lips.
    She turned to face him. “Would you like for me to put this on you?”
    “What do you think?” he uttered huskily.
    Sucking in a huge breath that made her breasts lift and fall, she concentrated on the chore at hand. She was all thumbs and dropped the thing twice. It was obvious she’d never sheathed a man before.
    “Like this,” Kenny said, guiding her hand to smooth the latex over him.
    He locked gazes with her. A brief shiver rippled through him. He was ready for her. “Climb on,” he said.
    He’d no sooner issued the invitation when she practically jumped in his lap, straddled him and took him deep inside her all at once.
    “Jesus!” he shouted, grabbing hold of her waist so she couldn’t move. “Slow down, or it’s all going to be over in a matter of seconds.”
    She bit her lip, short puffs of breath escaping between her teeth, and nodded. Then she kissed him, softly, sweetly, like an innocent. “I need you,” she begged against his