KanesBounty by A.S. Fenichel Read Free Book Online Page B

with one hand, he reached inside the pack
with his other and pulled a condom from the pocket. “You’re going to have to
help me, baby.”
    She smiled, took the foil pack and had it open in a second.
His cock was tightly nestled against her crotch. He tugged his trunks down and
pulled away enough for her to roll the sheath over his shaft. A deep moan
escaped as her fingers caressed the sides of his erection.
    He’d never wanted anyone or anything as much as he wanted to
be inside Lena at that moment. She spent more time than was necessary getting
the condom into place. A wicked smile played across her lips, telling him she
knew exactly what she was doing to him. The tips of her fingers tickled him as
she made her way back up to the head and continued up his abs and chest. Her
eyes were dark when she met his.
    He reached between her legs from behind, pulling the tiny
piece of spandex to the side before thrusting inside her sopping-wet pussy.
They both screamed their pleasure, but he couldn’t stop or even slow down. He
rammed into her again and again hard and fast, her body banging against the
hard wall. Her pussy pulled on his cock with every withdrawal. “I’m sorry,
Lena,” he cried. His orgasm crashed over him shockingly fast. Every nerve in
his body rang with the force of it and he remained tucked tightly inside her
until it passed.
    “I couldn’t wait,” he said.
    Her forehead rested against his shoulder and her legs still
clung to his waist. “It’s all right. I liked it.”
    She was telling the truth, but she hadn’t come. Even in his
rapture he would have felt her release. He had selfishly gone too fast. He
wanted to kick himself.
    Still holding her, he nudged the low coffee table away from
the couch and knelt down. Her legs were spread wide. He placed her on the soft
cushion and continued down until his mouth touched her wet folds. Her desire
was a bolt of lightning flashing through his mind and he relished it.
    She sighed and leaned back while still keeping her legs wide
for him. He had to pull the bathing suit bottom out of the way while he licked
from her tight puckered hole, past her juicy slit to the tight clit that begged
for attention. He stopped and sucked until she lifted her ass off the couch and
cried his name. Swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud, he sucked it in
again. She tasted sweet and spicy at the same time, and with each swipe of his
tongue, she screamed and moaned for more.
    He watched her face, feeling the rise of her rapture and his
own arousal beginning again as her hands covered her full tits and squeezed
hard. She continued to massage the globes and pinch the nipples through the
suit.
    Sucking her clit had her on her toes, pressing her pussy
against his face. He made another pass with his tongue and sucked hard, pushing
her over the edge. Her body clutched in spasms against his mouth and he lapped
up the flow of juices, enjoying every last drop.
    Carefully, he slid her bathing suit back into place. He
kissed her belly and dipped his tongue into her navel. She gasped. He continued
to kiss a path up her body until he tasted those sweet lips again.
    “Mmm, you taste like me,” she said.
    “Jesus.” His cock jumped at the idea of her tasting her own
juices. What kind of power did this woman have over him?
    He never said a word about wanting to fuck her again. She
pushed him gently back onto his haunches, closed her legs and slid her bathing
suit bottom off. Then, as if she could read his mind, she stood up, turned away
from him and knelt on the edge of the couch. Her head moved down and her ass
lifted in the air, exposing her glistening pussy. He glimpsed her fingers
between her folds as she massaged her juices into the sensitive skin.
    He wanted to be a gentleman, but no one could resist such an
offer. It was too erotic. His cock was hard and ready. He had no idea what
happened to the used condom, but he pulled a new one from his duffle, tore it
open and put it on. He