Pleasure Bound (Hard to Get 2) by Anne Rainey Read Free Book Online Page B

beckoned him. Lowering his head, Jonas kissed a little mole high on her inner thigh. “Jesus, you have the sexiest legs I’ve ever seen.” When he pushed the dress up to her waist, exposing a black, silky thong, Jonas’s dick wept with joy. “Goddamn, that’s hot.”
    She started to protest, and he could see the way her cheeks bloomed pink at his erotic words. He didn’t know how experienced Deanna was, but he suspected she was way too innocent for the likes of him. Not that it mattered, because he wasn’t going anywhere.
    Jonas fingered the leg band of the thong and hummed his approval. “Did you wear this for me, Deanna?” She licked her lips and stayed silent. Her gaze ate him up, though. If she only knew what that look was doing to his self-control, she’d get up and run.
    Not willing to give her too much time to rethink her decision, Jonas tugged the little black scrap of material to one side, baring her pussy for the first time. The neatly trimmed, soft, dark curls glistened in the light from the table lamp. It was the single most delicious thing he’d ever seen. Jonas was suddenly starving. Staring at the beauty of her most intimate flesh, Jonas murmured, “So hot. Hot and wet and all mine.”
    “Oh, God.”
    “Put your legs over my shoulders,” he instructed. Deanna lifted both legs at once and positioned them exactly the way he wanted. Her cunt was an inch from his mouth now. Fucking perfect.
    “Lick me, Jonas.”
    Hearing the husky little demand from Deanna turned him inside out. His cock swelled painfully inside his jeans. He grasped her hips and pulled her to him, then placed a soft kiss against her damp pussy lips. “Oh, hell yeah. Now that’s what I’ve been missing. I’m going to swallow every last drop of your cream, kitten.” Then, using only his thumbs, Jonas spread her open, exposing her clitoris. He sucked the little bud into his greedy mouth.
    His balls drew up tight as he imagined filling her with his cock. She’d squeeze him like a loving fist, he just knew. His tongue moved inside her succulent channel, and his hands clasped onto her bottom, bringing her closer, delving deeper and giving her everything he had to give. He hissed as Deanna raked her fingers through his hair and clutched onto him as if for dear life. Then she cried out as he flicked his tongue over and around her clit. Time after time, he toyed with her. Suddenly, he could feel her thighs beginning to quiver. Her hips moved against his face as she began fucking his mouth. Her heels dug into his back, but he barely noticed. The taste, sight, and feel of Deanna’s hot, silky heat filled all his senses.
    Without warning, she screamed his name and came into his mouth, her thighs tightening around his head for a moment before she slumped against the couch. Jonas swallowed her tangy juice, taking his time to linger over her as if she were his very own luscious dessert. “I could become addicted to you,” he acknowledged aloud. “You taste like warm honey.” And he’d never forget her flavor, not as long as he lived. Watching her lie there, so open and trusting, it pulled at something inside Jonas. Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.
    Careful not to break the spell around them, Jonas kissed her swollen nub one more time, then slowly lifted his head. He cupped her throbbing pussy in his palm and watched as her eyelids lifted. She smiled down at him, and damn if he didn’t want to see that look on her face again and again. That look was for him alone.
    “If that’s a taste of what’s to come,” she whispered, “then I think I’m really going to enjoy this trip.”
    The words were so unexpected, Jonas couldn’t help but laugh. “Damn straight, kitten.”

5
    I t was Saturday afternoon, and Deanna was still a little wobbly from the encounter with Jonas the night before. And because she hadn’t slept worth a crap, thanks to her mind wandering to the man’s oh-so-talented mouth, she’d gotten up