Mz Mechanic by Ambrielle Kirk Read Free Book Online Page B

chest and traced cleavage with the tip of his tongue. Her small moan of satisfaction was all the encouragement he needed. He pushed the straps down her shoulders and took in her plump breasts. The nipples were already hardened and he couldn’t resist the urge to take one between his lips.
    Alexia tasted better than the pineapples. His mouth watered as he rolled his tongue over the taut bud. She grabbed the back of his head just as he sucked her nipple between his lips. Her back arched as she offered herself freely. He moved from one nipple to the other, giving each the same undivided attention, and watched as each puckered to perfection.
    Her body tensed as he moved from her breasts to her belly. He unzipped her shorts, and then pulled them open slightly to kiss at her waist and the sensitive area under her belly button. The shorts dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them.
    He blew against her silk panties, and grinned when her legs quivered against his hand. There was much pleasure in seeing her react to his most intimate touches for the first time. His fingers pushed past the lace edge of her panties and stroked the soft flesh that hid behind it.
    Shawn groaned and his balls grew taut. He felt ready to burst by just touching her pussy. How would he handle himself when he was inside her warmth? He found her center, and glided his finger up and down the dampened slit. Dipping two fingers inside her heat, he watched her face as a look of bliss overwhelmed her. Her moans echoed throughout the kitchen.
    He glanced down to admire her. She was freshly waxed. He could tell the way his fingers glided effortlessly across her skin. Grasping her thighs, he kissed the top of her mound, just above her clit.
    She grabbed his hand and pushed him away gently. “What are you doing?”
    “I want to know what it sounds like when you come.”
    She closed her eyes and visibly swallowed.
    He took that chance and scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the living room, sitting her on the couch. Her thighs fell open and he pulled her panties to one side. Plump, rosy flesh glistened with her slick juices.
    “You have such a pretty pussy,” he whispered. He parted her lips to view the swollen red bud in the center. As he pushed his index finger inside of her, she tightened around him. “It’s tight.” He slid in and out slowly, watching her expression turn from lust to hunger.
    “Please…”
    “Yes, I will do just that.” He dipped lower to kiss her pussy again, longing to taste her.
    She tried to squeeze her legs shut. “With your fingers…only.”
    He obliged without hesitation, pumping into her with slow and sure strokes at first.
    “Oh my gosh.” Her head hit the back of the chair cushions.
    Her pussy welcomed the second finger he inserted. He used his free hand and thumb to stroke her clit as he thrust into her. He couldn’t help himself and he kissed the insides of her thighs as he worked. She didn’t seem to mind as her breathing increased. The tips of his fingers stroked her G-spot on the upstroke. He studied her intently, making mental note of how much pressure to apply. Her legs fell open even more. It was proof that she had relaxed…and proof that she was on the verge of her climax. Her moisture served as lubrication as he worked her clit.
    Her moans were like a sweet melody when she came. He continued the strokes through her climax. Her entire body shook and she grabbed and the chair cushion beneath her. As she trembled in the aftermath, he showered kisses across her thighs and belly. And all the way up to her nipples and neck.
    “That was beautiful,” he whispered.
    “Yes, it was.” She smiled. “Let’s continue.”
    He took her hand and guided it to his raging erection. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
    She answered him with a long lingering kiss. “I know you want to fuck me.”
    “And I thought you were innocent.” He grinned, and stood and freed himself of his pants and underwear.
    “I may