Gents 4 Ladies by Dez Burke Read Free Book Online Page B

Jordan vowed to himself.
     
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    Tiana seemed to be coming forever. But at last, she tumbled back down to earth. Barely conscious, but still alive contrary to her belief that she must have died of pleasure. There was no doubt though that she’d just had an outer-body experience since her orgasm had torpedoed her out of her own frame. Now, just about returning to her senses, she went limp in his arms as he kissed his way up to her neck.
    “That was good, so good,” she heard him say in a grunt of approval. She didn’t demur when he took hold of her legs, wrapped them around his waist, and carried her over to the bed.
    Ah yes, the bed. She needed solid support right then because for some reason, her own bones couldn’t hold her up. He knee-walked them to the middle of the bed and placed her there. She felt him peel her dress the rest of the way off her, and then her panties and tights. His touch was so gentle, his movements unhurried. Tiana felt her sense of where and when return fully and she was surprised she felt no shame being totally naked before him now, although he was still in his shirt and dress pants.
    He moved to lay on his side right next to her, his head propped in his hand as he regarded her with hooded eyes. Tiana turned her head to meet his searching eyes, and she wanted to tell him how much he’d blown her mind. But for now, her voice was yet unable to form words. And yet, something told her he already knew exactly what he’d done to her.
    His fingers lifted to comb the damp hair from her temple. Then his eyes travelled down her body to the apex of her thighs. She shuddered, remembering everything that had taken place in the last hour or so.
    At last, he spoke, and that soft commanding tone she was finding hard to defy spelled out exactly what he wanted her to do.
    “Touch yourself,” Jordan said, taking her hand and guiding it down to her mound. Obediently, she slid her fingers down to the V of her thighs before she cupped herself.
    Jordan’s hand lifted while his eyes blazed into hers. “You know what that is?” he asked quietly, once again glancing meaningfully down at where her hand touched.
    Mesmerized, Tiana put her fingers to her folds and felt the juices coating her pussy. Her eyes widened. She’d never even dreamed a woman could produce so much wetness. She was freaking soaked in her own thick, slippery cum. She lifted her soaked digits to her face, staring at her glistening fingertips like it was someone else’s hand. And then he commanded her to lick them clean.
    “Do it, Tiana,” he commanded when she paused uncertainly. “Tonight, you’re going to experience everything. Every taste, every texture. Suck them off, beautiful.”
    Not taking her eyes from his, Tiana pushed her wet fingers into her mouth and sucked. Her eyes closed briefly in delight as the oily taste of musk exploded on her tongue. Oh my …she hummed with bliss as suddenly, she was transported back unto another level of desire. More…she was ready for more.
    “Good girl. Tastes delicious, doesn’t it?” he teased, eyes glowing like blistering coals. Tiana nodded, her unfocused eyes striving to meet his.
    “Thought so. Now, it’s my turn.”
    He was pushing her legs apart, his hands gripping the underside of her knees. Tiana couldn’t bear to stop him as he shouldered his way down between her thighs. What he then proceeded to do to her was the definition of sinful. He sucked on each pussy lip individually, pulling on them with hungry intent. Tiana whimpered, shocked that she was getting aroused again so soon. Her recovery time after that kind of climax should have been at least an hour. And yet, here he was, making her burn for him once more.
    His tongue now settled flat over her slit, before laying long, paintbrush strokes from side to side, and up and down her entrance. Tiana’s inner thighs started to tremble as he continued with this for lengthy, seamless minutes. She just…she was on fire. It