Naughty List by Willa Edwards Read Free Book Online

need, for her. His balls hung heavy between his legs, sprinkled with the curling ink-black hairs she could imagine brushing her skin, slapping against her pussy.
    Saliva gathered in her mouth at the thought of licking his length, swirling her tongue around the tip, swallowing him whole, hearing him growl as she sucked him down. Going down on him hadn’t been on her naughty list. It wasn’t an activity she fantasized about, but after seeing Eric completely naked, it would definitely make her next list.
    A pang throbbed in her chest. She wouldn’t get another night. She wouldn’t get another list. This was her one gift. She took a deep breath, pushing the painful thoughts down. There was no reason to dwell on it. All she could do was enjoy herself tonight.
    Returning to the bed, Eric settled his body on top of her, his solid muscle enveloping her soft curves. His skin was hot, covered with a fine sheen of sweat. His smell surrounded her, stronger in his naked, aroused state. His rigid cock brushed her clit, rubbing along her exposed sex, tingling darts of pleasure flying from each spot he touched.
    He cradled her head, his thumbs brushing along her cheeks. He dropped his lips to hers, the kiss soft and sweet yet intoxicatingly seductive. His tongue swept the inside of her lips, tickling the sensitive corners, scraping along hers.
    She moaned against him, straining within her bounds. The need to touch him, to explore his chest, tease his nipples until he was the one groaning, drummed through her system so hard she couldn’t breathe. She gripped the flannel sheets beneath her, the fabric absorbing the sweat and heat of her palms.
    Eric kissed his way down her cheek, nibbling hot bites along her neck and the top of her shoulder. She shuddered as he ran his tongue along the curve of her collarbone and down her sternum. He kissed each of her nipples, drawing them into his mouth and sucking vigorously. Her hips arched beneath his, red-hot streamers zipping from her nipples down to her wet and wanting pussy.
    “Eric,” she gasped as he scattered soft kisses and sizzling bites along her stomach, the muscles quivering and shaking like a holiday Jell-O mold. The words came out more desperate and demanding than she’d intended. Closer to the truth than she planned to reveal. He smirked, his tongue tracing unintelligible patterns along her skin.
    “This little patch—” he circled the square on her hip with the very tip of his finger, making her gulp a breath at the soft touch “—is like the pill, right?” She nodded as he dropped his lips to kiss around the patch, worshiping it for the possibilities it allowed.
    “Good,” he sighed. Grabbing her hips to hold her still, he plunged into her to the hilt in one fast movement. She screamed, an octave higher than the howl rumbling from his chest, vibrating against her breasts.
    She shuddered at the invasion, filled fuller than Santa’s sack. Her eyes watered, her lips twitching in complete satisfaction. The rightness of the moment rolled over her; the completeness of being so close to Eric burned in her chest. She’d never felt so loved, cherished, adored as she did in this moment. Better than any night with Josh.
    “Callie.” His voice was rough above her, restrained longing and concern dotting his words. He pulled out of her, slipping slowly from her until only the very head of his cock remained, resting at her entrance. “Did I hurt you?”
    She shook her head, tears sliding down her cheeks and falling to the sheets. His fingers brushed down their salty trails, gathering the moisture and soothing her with the caress of his fingertips. “No, it’s just this…” She swallowed, her words as ragged as last year’s toy. “This night…I…”
    His lips descended on hers, swallowing her avowal, concurring with the sweet swipe of his tongue. His kiss calmed her, assuring her he understood, he agreed, even if she didn’t know how to form the words.
    He thrust back into