Obsession Down Under by LAYNE MACADAM Read Free Book Online Page B

persuasion. His cock prodded her opening. He wanted the words, the sex play, the whole shebang. He nudged the blunt head inside her and rotated his hips.
    With a deep sigh, she lassoed his neck, trying to pull him in further, but he was stronger and held back, prolonging the game. “Well, Jessie Rose?”
    “Noooo, I can’t say those words out loud. When I was twelve, my mother washed my mouth out with soap for saying damn . E-yewh, I can still remember the taste. I haven’t cursed since.”
    Her frustration was evident, and he almost gave in after hearing that story, but he was a selfish son of a bitch, and a small glimmer in her baby blues prompted him to hold out for the whole nine yards.
    He rotated his hips again, pushed in a bit deeper then pulled out. “If you want what I’ve got here, honey, you’ll say the words.” He heard the confidence in his voice, his words smug, his grin lopsided, and his wink cheeky.
    “Darn it, Whip, don’t play games.”
    “I like games.” He could feel the devilish grin widen and spread across his face. “The words, Jessie Rose.”
    She opened her mouth, but the words stalled on her lips. Her brow puckered. The seconds ticked like thunder while he waited for her to speak. The silence lengthened and he began to think he’d pushed her too far, but then she took his face in the palms of her hands, snared his eyes with a bewitching glint and held them fast. He couldn’t look away even if he’d wanted to. Her delicate pink tongue darted out and swept over her bottom lip, making it glisten with moisture. He held his breath and waited, hoping she’d cave in to his demands.
    “Fuck me, Cowboy.” It was an order not a request. The tip of his staff resting against her pussy reared up at her words.
    “Put your cock inside me now.” Her voice got firmer as she warmed to the game.
    Dutifully, he pushed the head between her slick folds again and slid into her a controlled inch.
    “All of it, every rock-hard throbbing inch.”
    Her hot sheath sucked at him, and he fought the urge to ram his rigid length into her welcoming folds, to give her what she’d demanded, but he forced himself to wait for more.
    He wasn’t disappointed.
    She gave him a siren’s smile and demanded, “Pleasure me, Whip. Fill me, stretch me, until I can’t take any more, then ride me like you would an out of control stallion. Show me no mercy. Just fuck me long and hard until we both explode.”
    That was the invitation he was waiting for. “Oh, you got it, babe.”
    The mattress shifted under their combined weight as he plowed into her. The hot wet slapping of flesh against flesh, his heaving grunts and her moans were loud in the otherwise silent room. Her heels dug into his back as she wrapped her legs around him, and if possible, he slid in further, his thick thatch of springy hair cushioning the thrust of bone against pubic bone as he rode her like a bucking bronco. Her pointed little nails found purchase in his shoulders, sending shivers of pleasure radiating through him. Surprised that the sharp bite intensified his already-building orgasm, he sank his teeth into her neck and sucked until they both went off like Krakatau.

Chapter 6
    Jessica collapsed against Whip like a wrung-out rag. Her orgasm was cataclysmic, astronomical, out of this world. Beautiful, like sunlight trapped in a glass prism, it held every color of the rainbow, every hue, every shade. Her body hummed with residual pleasure. She knew he’d be good the moment she’d clapped eyes on him, but just how good she hadn’t known until now. His initial taunted withdrawal when she refused to play the game had left her feeling deprived, bereft. The words were profane, and she hadn’t thought she could say them out loud, but when she’d gazed into his beseeching eyes she couldn’t deny him. She hadn’t counted on the effect it would have on her though. The first words she uttered sent shivers and tingles dancing along her spine, her senses