Rough Play by Keri Ford Read Free Book Online

rubbed against his painfully hard cock trapped in his jeans. He gave up her breast, lost to his own pounding need and arched up. The position denied him the strokes he needed most, but he could satisfy her. He tried to catch her nipple again, but failed. Was helpless but to receive her gaining her own pleasure against him while his hands were bound.
    Her breath climbed. Moans hummed from the back of her throat. Heat flushed across her skin and her sex scented the air, a heady desire licking over his skin. Eyes were closed, head tilted back and lips parted. She raked her fingers across his head and turned him up. Lips met his. His mouth opened and her tongue thrust in. Teeth mashed as he pushed against her. The tips of her ponytail fell over her shoulder and the slightly sweaty tips stuck against his neck with her ever-quickening thrusts.
    Sweat off her stomach slapped against his until she cried out. Her mouth broke from his, tits thrust in his face and he was able to suck her nipple back into his mouth as she shuddered on his lap. Her fingers slid across his shoulders and down his arms. Chills pricked her skin and his heart pumped fire through his veins.
    “Release my hands.” His voice was deep, harsh and hardly recognizable on his ears.
    Her eyes were hazy, slightly unfocused as she licked her lips and lowered his zipper. “Nope. Still my turn.” She leaned forward and left open mouth kisses on his neck. “You requested music, remember?”
    Her knuckles brushed against his cock and he groaned, ready to come at the simple touch. He needed a moment to get his breath, needed to flip her over and pound between her thighs. Dryness coated his tongue. All moisture lost to the head of his cock and the sweat on his skin.
    He tried to find words through the sexual fog of his brain to clarify that, no, it was his turn, but then she reached inside his jeans, found his cock in a strong grip and his thoughts were stolen. She rubbed his length, her hold never loosening. Christ, he was about to be over with. His arms were numb, hands tingled as he pulled at the belt but found no relief. Screw this. He wanted her. Now. Needed his hands free. Now.
    His tongue heavy in his mouth, he found his voice. “After you found what song you wanted, you instructed I sit back. My turn. My hands, Flora.”
    Her eyes widened, breath stopped. Fear sliced across her gaze so fast, he wasn’t sure if that’s what he saw or something else. Her grip released his cock and god, he wasn’t sure that was worse than just finishing this round off and taking her for more after he recovered or not. Blood throbbed through to the tip of him, stretched him harder and fuller.
    She stepped behind and the belt loosened from his wrists. Iced tingles threaded up his arms and he shook out the pain to find feeling in his hands as she came back around. He cupped her by the hips and guided her across his lap.
    The lace was soft and rough against his palms all at once. Her skin hot and damp under his touch as he slid up and unfastened her bra. It fell away from her chest, releasing her rounded breasts, pink tips budded tight. He pulled her into his mouth. The soft skin molded against his tongue. She grabbed his short hair; nails raked across his scalp and pulled him to her chest as he sucked first one breast, then the other without the barrier of her bra slowing him down.
    Need wrapped tight to his balls and cock. An ache pulled deep in his bones. He clutched her by the ass, each cheek filled a hand and he carried her to his bedroom to the condoms in his nightstand. That moment of fear that had passed over her face pulled at the back of his mind, but by the time this night was over, she’d know there was nothing to fear. His only intention was to give her pleasure. Lots of it.
    Jacob had waited for this. The weeks had stretched into months of only seeing her here and there. Then the last few agonizing days. Longer than he’d ever chased and teased after a woman before and