LusitanianStud by Francesca St. Claire Read Free Book Online

shoulder, the other clasping his hair. He
was relentless in his pursuit, stroking and sucking my rock-hard clit. I
groaned with every touch, little shudders shooting up my thighs. He wedged his
shoulders farther between my legs, sliding down the rock, dropping his lower body
inside the shallow pool as he continued his relentless assault on my pussy.
When his finger circled my entrance and my breath caught. I tensed, arched into
his mouth and hung in limbo for only a moment that felt like eternity. I loved
this moment when orgasm was imminent, wanting to hold on a few more seconds
before paradise ended. Another hard lick to my clit, a couple more thrusts into
my channel, and I exploded.
    “God, oh God, I’m coming,” I cried out, my eyes rolling to
the back of my head.
    “Hey, don’t fall asleep on me now! I’m not done with you
yet.”
    I threw an arm over my eyes and offered him a lazy smile and
an unfocused look softened by extreme bliss. That was just about all the energy
I could sum up right then. But he deserved more than a smile.
    “My turn.” I slid down the slick rock and crawled over him. “Lie
back and enjoy it,” I invited him before I slowly glided down his body, my
puckered nipples grazing his pecs, abs and finally bouncing off his erection. I
sat back on my heels—heated by the sun, the spring water in the shallow pool
felt good on my overheated legs and butt, and so did his skin under my touch. I
closed one hand on his cock, the other around his balls, and shuddered when he
moaned. I lowered my head and closed my lips around his tip. He groaned, and
from the corner of my eye I saw his hand twitch.
    “Ohhh it feels good.” I took more of him into my mouth and
swirled my tongue before I tightened my lips on his shaft. “Ohhh!” I managed to
smile, although my mouth was full with his deliciously cool, slippery cock. I
slid my hand up to his puckered nipple and rolled it between my two fingers. He
shuddered and grasped my shoulder with a tight grip. “That’s wonderful.”
    I bobbed my head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper
into my throat, and was rewarded with faster bursts of breath and a gasp that
echoed above the sounds of nature.
    Oh, I loved his response, knowing I could get him so hot and
bothered was exciting. I pulled back slowly. Licking my lips, I smiled at him.
Now that I had him focused, it was time for a little teasing. I brushed my hair
over his hard, slick dick. His nostrils flared and he tugged me onto him.
    “Think you can tease me and get away with it?” he asked, his
voice low and raspy, his lips brushing mine. “You know what happens when you
play with fire…”
    His words and low delivery sent shivers of renewed desire up
and down my body. Yes, yes, brand me. God, I hadn’t been this
excited and aroused since…the last time I’d been with him. Oh God, I was in so
much trouble.
    He kissed me long and deep, and I hummed with satisfaction,
clasping his hard warm skin, pressing against his fabulously fit body, never
wanting to let go of him. His mouth, an endless source of pleasure to
me—curved, sexy lips and a sharp, commanding tongue—brushed, caressed, then
stroked mine, bringing me to near combustion. Again. He stroked and kneaded my
butt, rocked his stiff cock against my throbbing core. Jolts of electricity
rushed to all my nerve endings and I thought for sure I’d melt in a pool and be
washed down the stream. I looked deep into his eyes as I caressed his balls,
hypnotized by his velvety dark gaze, and returned his kiss with all the pent-up
need rising afresh in me. I moved my hand up to the base of his cock,
overwhelmed by how wonderful it felt to hold such a beautiful, vibrant part of
his body in my hand. Then I slid down his hard body ’til my lips touched his
cock. I ran my tongue from bottom to tip in long, slow licks and was
immediately rewarded with an “aaaah” and then an “oh, you’re…amazing!”
    Yeah, well, too bad he’d wasted seven