Gun Shy by Emma Hillman Read Free Book Online

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    Her palm curled around the base of Drew’s erection. He drew in a breath, even had to break the kiss to do so. He mumbled something against her mouth before moving down to nip at the sensitive side of her neck.
    His hips pumped, and she got the message. Tightening her fingers, she drew her hand up. Slowly. So slowly, he even started growling.
    It was her time to laugh, especially when he bit her neck in retaliation. Her thumb pressed against the head of his cock, and semen trickled down soon thereafter. She pulled back and brought her hand to her lips and, as he watched her, put her finger in her mouth and slowly sucked on it.
    “Fuck, baby,” he groaned.
    She was sliding her hand back down, intent on teasing him some more, when it hit. That sweet, sweet feeling. Pleasure rushed through her, and she forgot about everything else. She fell back onto the bed and gave herself to it.
     
    Scott watched her come, nearly losing control as her walls constricted around his thrusting fingers. He kept on caressing her though, his tongue never moving from her clit. He knew what to do, enjoyed it even, but God, seeing her like this did things to his insides.
    His cock was so hard it hurt. He’d seen her play with his friend, had felt jealous too, wanting her to touch him like she’d touched Drew. He was in the perfect position though, lapping her juices, making her moan again, feeling the aftershocks coursing her body… All thanks to him.
    A proud smile on his face, he finally drew up. She was laying there, her fingers still clenched around Drew’s cock, her face flushed, her hair in disarray.
    She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
    He moved to lay on her other side, letting his palm rest on her rounded stomach, feeling as if he needed to anchor himself somehow. He was so close to jumping on her. So damn close. And yet, he knew it was too early.
    Yes, that was probably a stupid thing to think especially after what they’d just done. But the mood was different in this room. Maybe it was because they’d been friends first. He wasn’t too sure, but something else was at stake here.
    “Baby?” he finally murmured, nuzzling her cheek.
    She was smiling when she turned to face him. “Yes?” Her voice was soft and still husky.
    Semen trickled down his shaft, reminding him how aroused he was. “What do you want to do now?”
    He watched as her eyes widened a little. “I…” She licked her lips. “Huh, thank you?”
    That made him chuckle. “You’re very welcome. Has anyone ever told you how good you taste?”
    “Wow,” she mouthed.
    “Because you do,” he added. “You really do.” And because he couldn’t not do something, anything, he leaned down and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips, on his tongue…
    She groaned into his mouth, turning fully toward him, her hands clinging to his shoulders. He let his hands wander down her body, squeezing her nipple when he stumbled upon it.
    She pulled back, already shaking her head.
    “Too soon?” he asked, cursing himself inwardly. Shit!
    “No. Yes. I mean, it’s your turn.”
    He gulped. “Oh.”
    She pushed him down until he was lying on his back then stared down at him. She was frowning, something clearly not to her liking. He was starting to know her well…
    “What’s the plan?” Drew’s question rang between them.
    Scott looked up to find his friend sitting on his haunches behind her, his cock in hand. He’d seen him jerk off before—it was difficult not to see things like that when on 24/7 missions—but it was still odd. He averted his gaze, only to see Kristyn motion him up.
    He could be nice, he decided as he followed her injunction. As long as she got to the part where her mouth met his dick, he’d do anything she wanted him to do. He thought of Drew and shuddered. Okay, maybe not anything.
     
    She’d pushed them off the bed, claiming she’d seen this in adult movies so it had to be doable. Drew stared down at her