Lured From the Path by Lola White Read Free Book Online

wriggling until he
could go no farther. He was clamped in a tight vise, sensation
spiraling up his cock with every breath he took. She tensed her
muscles, holding him deep, torturing them both, and looked up into
his eyes.
    She smiled sweetly. “Take me into the
lake.
    Only strength of will got them where she
wanted them. He stumbled and staggered, gasping as his steps
jostled her, bounced her on his flesh. The cold water lapped his
ankles, then his knees, continued rising higher as she urged him
deeper. The temperature couldn’t cool his lust though, not with her
hot pussy imprisoning his length and her springtime scent filling
his head.
    Chest deep, she stopped him by lifting up off
him. Cold water rushed around his cock as it left her heat,
layering into the sensations, adding to his need. She sank back
down, eradicating the coolness. Again and again, she lifted and
fell, intoxicating him with the alternating temperatures of hot and
cold. His body jerked in anticipation of her descent, his balls,
already tight and humming, drew up so close to his body that her
warm folds caressed them with every return.
    He lost all sense of time. He held her as she
moved on him, set the tempo and claimed him. He was enthralled with
the movement of her breasts in the water, her hard nipples breaking
the surface, only to have the lake lick over them as she sank back
down.
    The muscles in his stomach felt as if they
were ripping apart in the most delightful way. His spine melted
into the small of his back. His motions were limited, sending his
pleasure higher, whipping his urgency into a frenzied beast. He was
shredded from within, his fingers clamped around her ass, her pussy
clamped around his cock. He eagerly traded his sanity for the
ecstasy she offered.
    David felt the change in her, the fine tremor
that worked down her spine, the surge of heat in her pussy. She
slammed down onto him, her hips molding to his, rotating and
rubbing, whirling faster as she angled her clit against his
groin.
    “I am keeping you,” she panted. “I am
claiming you, and you will stay with me forever.”
    In perfect agreement, he held his silence. He
clutched her tightly as electrical currents ripped from his skull
to his thighs. His toes curled into the silt beneath his feet, his
arms shook. Willa took his mouth in a brutal kiss, wringing every
ounce of bliss from his lips that she could.
    Her hand pressed to his chest and sent flames
running over his ribcage. Lights flashed before his eyes, distant
bells filled his ears, rolling fog soothed the fire licking the
interior of his skull. The nerves within his cock hauled themselves
to the surface and merged with the silken walls of her pussy,
blowing sheer sensation through his length and dragging his soul
from his depths. It swirled in a vapor that poured from him into
her.
    Her body clamped down on his until he
couldn’t breathe. His lungs turned inside out as his essence rose
up, exploded through his skin and burned his throat. Willa locked
her mouth to his, breathing it in, taking it as her due. Claiming
it as it her own.
    His head was lost in fog, utter bliss took
hold of his sanity. He dragged her down on his length, pushing
through the resistance of her convulsing tissues, ramming against
the end of her. Deep, where he needed to be. His balls climbed up
into his body and poured themselves from his cock as starbursts
stole his sight.
    His knees gave out, but he didn’t care. His
lungs collapsed, but he didn’t care. Not when Willa was wrapped
around him, her pulsating pussy dragging him beneath a pleasure
more tempting than the peace of the lake closing over his head.
    He let her take his final breath as the dark
water took his life.
     

Chapter 8
     
    The call of wolves snatched him from the arms
of a deep sleep. The sound echoed through the cottage,
reverberating off the walls, spinning around his body and tugging
him out of bed. His old heart twisted and squeezed as he staggered
around the