Honeybun Hottie (Plus Size Romance 5) by Lynn Cooper Read Free Book Online Page A

here, not you.  You’re the one who’s supposed to submit.”
    She bit her bottom lip.  “I am.  I’m submitting to your pleasure, sir,” she cooed, kneeling between his powerful legs.
    He sucked in a sharp breath when her delicate hand stroked the full length of his rock-hard cock. Once.  Twice.  Three times.
    Blythe wanted to taste him so badly.  To watch him lose all control as she sucked him off.  To feel his long fingers tightening in her hair while she milked him with her mouth.
    His entire body tensed when she slowly unzipped his pants, reaching inside the fold of his black cotton briefs.  Her torturous tugging pulled a deep groan from his chest.  When he finally sprang free, it was all he could do not pick her up under her arms, suspend her in the air, then push her sweet pussy down over his aching manhood.
    Blythe felt powerful and confident.  Never breaking eye contact, she licked the engorged tip of his penis.  It was beautiful, throbbing with each lap of her tongue.  Veins bulging, pumping life-affirming blood beneath her fingertips.
    A ragged, masculine growl erupted from deep in his chest when she took him completely inside her hot, wet mouth.  She sucked him long and deep while her lips and tongue continued to tease and tantalize his steely flesh.
    Unable to suppress a shuddering moan, he tangled his fingers in her hair, gently sweeping away a stray strand that had fallen across her cheek.  He wanted that gorgeous face clear of any obstruction so he could watch every sensuous movement of her mouth.
    Lifting her lids that had momentarily fluttered shut under the onslaught of passion, she met his smoldering gaze.  His blue eyes were dark with desire.  “You’re killing me, woman.”
    She sighed and leaned into his palm, loving how he touched her and looked at her so adoringly.
    “You love it,” she whispered before taking him back into her mouth.  She slid her lips up and down the full length of his shaft, sucking and laving his head with her tongue before taking him deep into her throat.  She gave him everything she had, basking in the moans and agonized whispers of pleasure she was eliciting from him. 
    She could feel the fight in him.  The stubbornness and unwillingness to come in her mouth.  She had obviously wielded more power over him than he had been prepared for.  She could feel the animalistic groans vibrating from the base of his cock to the back of her throat.  When he abruptly withdrew his heat and his hardness, she nearly wept.
    Standing up, he grabbed her by the shoulders and helped her to her feet.  “I’m sorry, Blythe, but I won’t take your mouth until I’ve had your pussy.  It and you belong to me now.”
    He pulled her close.
    Blythe breathed in his scent and sank into the hardness of his embrace. She climbed inside him, standing still while he held her.  A few minutes passed, and she was wondering if they were done.  If maybe his desire had died down.  Stepping out of his embrace, her lips parted in a question.  Before she could form a single word, he reached for her blouse.  She cried out when he ripped it off her.  Again, when he roughly yanked her shorts and underwear down to her ankles.  He licked her cleavage before peeling off her bra and plucking her nipples.  She was panting by the time he reached her lips and thrust his tongue inside her mouth.  The kiss was rough and demanding.  Forceful and domineering.  She needed air, but he wasn’t letting up.  Just as she started to grow dizzy from oxygen deprivation, he broke the kiss.  Grabbing a handful of her long hair, he gave it a firm tug.  “Breathe,” he commanded, snaking his hand behind her waist and slapping her hard on her bare bottom. 
    Her little gasp of surprise went straight to his dick.  Most men were selfish bastards, only caring about getting theirs while leaving their lovers unsatisfied.  Not Sean.  He enjoyed being responsible for his woman’s pleasure.
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