Jagger's Moves by Allie Standifer Read Free Book Online Page A

it was his cock not his knuckles dragging the ground, or so the picture went in his mind.
    "You sleep okay?" Jagger managed to clear his through enough to ask.
    "Mmmhmm, very good. What about you?" She stretched her rounded curves until the sheet dropped below her rosy full breasts and all the blood drained straight south of his border. The tenting sheet proved his lack of immunity to her voluptuous charms.
    "I may be brain dead by the time we leave this room. All my blood seems to head in one direction whenever you're around." As confessions went, he didn't think his sounded too apologetic, but how could he when presented with such eye candy?
    "Then as a responsible adult, I suggest we do something about it if we don't want medical intervention." The minx rolled over until she straddled his waist, wetting his hard length with the honey of her juices.
    "Umm." He stumbled for words. He'd wanted to talk to her, right? Sentences needed to be formed, thoughts processed, but all he could think about was how good she smelled and how right she felt riding his cock with no latex between them.
    "So glad you agree," she said, lifting his throbbing erection and rubbing it teasingly against her wet folds. "I woke up feeling empty and needing something."
    The soft confession melted his heart while hardening his already hard cock. "Anything you need, baby. Anything."
    Shy green eyes met his as Lexa slowly lowered herself down his shaft. A sharply inhaled breath jolted his gaze from where their bodies melded to the brightness of her eyes. "Lexa, if I'm hurting you—"
    She pressed one soft finger against his lips. "Shh, I'm a little tender, very little, but I expected that. It's been a while since I've been with anyone. No one ever this big though. You just might have ruined me for other men."
    "Good," he said without thinking.
    Her body jolted above him, and she enveloped him in one smooth downward stroke. They both exhaled at the feeling. Nothing, nothing in his life ever prepared Jagger for the sense of rightness, of perfection when sinking into Lexa's tight, wet heat.
    "Oh, Ty, you feel so good. I love the way you stretch me."
    Her words heated his blood as his hands clenched her full hips, grinding his cock as deep as he could go. "Fuck," he panted as his balls tightened. "I can't get enough of you, Lexa. Every time I'm in you, I never want it to end, then after we come, I just want to start all over again."
    "Then fuck me, Ty, until neither one of us can think," she pleaded as their eyes met in some weird kind of understanding. He pulled out until his tip rested inside her.
    "Always, baby," he promised. Then he cupped the round globes of the world's most perfect ass and barely pushed inside the welcoming wet heat of her body.
    The spontaneous clenching of her pussy around the head of his cock was almost enough to send him over the edge. Shuddering, he looked up at her, this woman who'd stolen his heart with SEAL stealth and cunning. Shocked he could feel so much for her in so little time. She was now his world, his end all and be all.
    The head of his cock sank deeper. The stretching of her delicate flesh, the slow pleasure/pain of anticipation as his cock slowly claimed her.
    Then he stopped. Panting, he waited, knowing he had to see, to watch as understanding and realization filled her brilliant jade green eyes.
    Her eyes flashed open, pupils so dilated only a small rim of jade color visible.
    "Stay with me, see me," he pleaded as he moved.
    He surged forward. This was his female. His woman. She rode him, claimed him for her own as the grip of her pussy tightened to the point that he doubted his ability to hold back his release much longer.
    Fragile sensitive tissue rippled along the head of his cock, caressed the shaft then tightened again. Her legs tightened around his hips, and her manicured nails dug into the hard flesh of his chest. She was killing him.
    “Ty,” she cried out, her beautiful eyes blinded with rising passion.