Gift of Desire by Samantha Kane, Kate Pearce Read Free Book Online

desperate, harsh and quick. She did as he ordered and then his hand was there, cupping her, running his fingers through her wet pubic hair. “Ah, God,” he groaned. “I can feel how wet you are. Is that from Jeremy?” His finger shoved inside her and Cordelia cried out, arching her back off the bed. “Mmm,” Rhys murmured, kissing her neck and licking her overheated skin as he fucked his finger in and out several times. “So tight,” he said, as if talking to himself.
    “Yes,” Cordelia told him, knowing instinctively what he wanted, what he needed. “His cock felt so good. I want yours too. I want you inside me.” She bucked against his hand. “I need you.”
    “Yes,” he hissed against her skin. He slid his body completely on top of hers and his hips slammed against her. She could feel how hard he was, how big, but his pants were still on. She moaned in distress.
    “I wanted this to be so perfect for you,” Rhys said, sounding angry again. “But I’m mucking it all up.”
    “Nonsense,” Jeremy told him sharply. “Get up, and we’ll do this properly.” He helped as Rhys gingerly came to his knees. “All right?” Jeremy asked. His tone was brisk, very commander-like. Cordelia hid a smile.
    Rhys nodded. “Yes. Better than I thought I would be.” He smiled rakishly at Cordelia. “Perfect for what I need.”
    Cordelia smiled back tremulously. That smile of his—God, just like he used to smile at her. “Good.” She pulled her knees up, her legs spread, showing him her sex. Jeremy had always liked that, when she showed him how eager she was, how aroused and wet and wanting him.
    “Damn,” Rhys said breathlessly. “Damn.” He reached out and ran a finger down the lips of her sex and then he brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean. Cordelia moaned at the sight. Then she saw that Jeremy was undoing the falls on Rhys’ pants. He slowly pushed them down over Rhys’ hips, revealing a cock that was huge and thick, the veins prominent down the sides, the head dark and swollen and wet. It was an amazing cock, Rhys’ cock, and Cordelia wanted it, in her mouth, her sex. She didn’t care, she just wanted it.
    Then Jeremy took Rhys’ cock in his fist and pumped, his other arm snaking around Rhys’ waist and pulling him back. “No,” Rhys said in a strangled voice. She knew Jeremy’s cock must be nestled in the crease of Rhys’ backside. She shivered and scrambled to her knees, leaning forward, opening her mouth. Jeremy knew what she wanted and he pointed Rhys’ cock toward her, holding it steady while she wrapped her lips around it and took it deep in her mouth.
    “Cordelia,” Rhys ground out, his hips just barely moving, his cock thrusting only slightly in her mouth. He pushed her away with a hand on her head. “You don’t have to. Stop.”
    “I want to,” she told him desperately. “Let me, please.” She clutched his hip and took him in her mouth again, tried to force him to move, to fuck her mouth the way Jeremy liked to, the way she liked. She loved to taste him, and Rhys was no different. Salty and tangy and all man. She wrapped her tongue around him and pulled back and moved forward, moving her mouth on him. She pulled off his cock when he groaned deeply and she licked the slit in the plump head, and finally Rhys gave in and his hips thrust wildly at her.
    “My God,” Jeremy said, appreciation and desire in his voice. “I’ve always loved the way she sucks my cock. I told you, Rhys. I told she was marvelous. There’s nothing she doesn’t like, nothing she won’t do.”
    Cordelia felt inordinately pleased at Jeremy’s praise. She wanted to please him. She wanted to fuck Rhys perfectly, not just for Rhys, but for Jeremy, who wanted to see it, who enjoyed watching it. She could have them both. It was a dream come true for her. She made a great show of licking up and down Rhys big cock, her tongue lapping at the salty nectar leaking out of the end.
    “I’m going to come