Kissing the Bull

Kissing the Bull by Kerri Nelson Read Free Book Online

Book: Kissing the Bull by Kerri Nelson Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kerri Nelson
Looking into her eyes, he tried
to read her thoughts.
    It was unlike her to be so
quiet and without nervous chatter.
    “You okay?” he asked as he
rubbed his thumb in a small circle against her cheek.
    She nodded but remained silent.
    He searched her eyes for
answers, but all he saw was passion, longing, and a desire that made the blood
begin to pump faster through his veins.
    That look in her eyes was all
he needed to see.
    His lips found hers a moment
later and he kissed her deep and hard. He didn’t hold back and she didn’t
resist. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he stood from the swing. Taking
her into his arms, he then carried her through the open sliding glass door.
    They made it to the bedroom in
a few quick strides and soon he had her completely naked and sprawled out on
his crisp sheets. He leaned back, soaking in the vision of her gorgeous red
hair against the bed linen.
    She still didn’t speak. Just
lay there with a certain vulnerability he couldn’t describe.
    Only he knew she was giving him
something. A gift.
    He’d already unwrapped it, and now he was going to take his time savoring every inch of it.
     
    ****
     
    The look in his eyes was different
from any Baylor had seen since she’d met him. It was one of pure desire and
absolute possessiveness. He wanted her. In the same way she’d wanted him the
first time she’d seen him standing in that doorway.
    Nothing else mattered right
now. The rain fell against the tin roof of the house and it was the only sound
she could hear other than her heartbeat galloping steadily behind her eardrums.
    As he stood there, studying her
naked body, she had the inclination she should feel embarrassed or at least self-conscious.
Yet she was more relaxed and sure than she had been in months, maybe years.
    She watched as he knelt before
her. His chest was bare, his hair wet from the shower. He still wore his jeans
but she had a feeling the second those hit the floor, he’d be on her and inside
her. She was looking forward to that more than anything.
    He interrupted her careful
evaluation of his half-clothed body by sinking down between her legs and
stroking her aching pussy with his thumb. He pressed the pad of his thumb against
her yearning clit. She twitched at the contact. She was so tender and sensitive
there.
    Her clit was swollen and erect
with her excitement, and she felt as if she could come with only the tiniest
bit of stimulation. He seemed to sense her titillation and relinquished the
delicious pressure of his thumb. Then he opted to lick her wet slit with the
tip of his tongue, moving from bottom to top in a slow, torturous rhythm of
expert cunnilingus.
    She stretched her arms above
her head and grabbed the head rail of the bed. She wanted to pull herself away
from the teasing tongue as it threatened to drive her over the edge of
insanity. Instead she used the leverage to push herself against his tongue as
it dived into the depths of her tight pussy.
    In and out. Around and around. Lapping, stroking, tasting, and taunting. He knew just what she needed to send
her flying into an intoxicated rapture.
    But just when she thought it
couldn’t feel any better, he inserted the tip of his finger inside the delicate
ring of her ass. The exquisite pressure, the sheer torture of that forbidden
place was all it took to finish her off in a raging orgasm that left her
breathless and a bit tired.
    She lay there panting for a
moment, and when she opened her eyes, she found him hovering over her. He
looked like pure sex and carnal heaven on earth all wrapped up in one delicious
package.
    “That was…” She didn’t even
have the right word to do his skills justice.
    He didn’t wait for her to think
of one. He leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth. Their tongues danced
and she tasted the salty sweetness of her own juices. She wrapped her bare legs
around his jean-clad ass and pulled him against her hot, aching pussy.
    He ran his hands up her legs
and cupped

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