SeducetheFlame by Ella Drake Read Free Book Online

didn’t care.
All he knew was no pants to figure out, no buttons, no barrier.
    And God!
    “No panties.” He spoke just below her hip bone and licked
her. Her hips bucked and he trapped her down, his hot palm against her
cool-skinned belly.
    The quick sight he’d had of her pussy burned into his mind
like a brand. She was smooth down there. Completely waxed. He knew that she
went every week to a spa where she did all manner of woman things like
massages, pedicure, manicures and apparently hair removal.
    He groaned and his eager, hot, and aching lips trailed down
to where he wanted a taste before he combusted right here and now.
    Her legs were still open to him and before she had a chance
to blink or think twice, before he could, she wrapped her hands around his head
and yanked. Straight toward that enticing pussy. With a long, lingering lap, he
licked her slit.
    She jerked and screamed a low, keening sound that sent him
into full-blown heat.
    “Oh sweet tsunami, freaking hell, oh damn, hell yes,” she
murmured all sorts of nonsense over and over. The sentences weren’t coherent.
But they said one thing clearly, “Keep doing that.”
    “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue, Clarissa. Do you want
that?” he said against her pussy lips as he stared up her body. Her lungs
heaved and he wished he’d taken the time to strip her shirt off and not just
push up her skirt.
    “Mmpfh.” She bit her lip and her eyes squeezed closed as her
hands yanked his hair. Her sleek legs came to rest on his shoulders and again,
she hooked her ankles behind him. This time, trapping his face between her
legs.
    Just where he wanted to be.
    He lapped at her lightly and gently nudged one finger along
her folds. She pressed down, moving her body for more. He gave her more. Moving
his finger in a teasing thrust, he feathered his tongue over her clit. Her
scent completely entrapped him and her moans pleased him, made him ache for
her, and his cock was so hard it pulsed between his legs.
    Fire. He was on fire. Inside and out. More than anything, he
needed to please the woman beneath his tongue. Nothing had ever mattered this
much. He increased the pace, giving her more pressure and inserting another
finger to thrust faster.
    “Yes. Yes. I’m so close. Like that,” she kept murmuring.
    Lapping and moaning with his own pleasure until she
undulated, he slid his fingers out and ran his tongue down to thrust inside
her. His fingers plucked at her while he tasted heaven.
    It was too soon. He wanted a little more.
    Switching the pace he dragged his tongue over her slit again
and again as his finger sought farther into her heat.
    Curling his fingers inside her, he moaned and vibrated
against her clit. She was so wet. Tasted so good. Was so responsive. It was
exhilarating and dangerously addictive. Then he found that spot behind her clit
and rubbed. On instinct, he knew what she needed and gently bit down on her
pink bud. Her entire body bowed off the couch.
    “I’m coming.” She flung her arms out to hold on as if she’d
fly off.
    The sweetest words he’d ever heard filled his ears and the
slick of his sliding fingers extended her pleasure as well as his. He hummed,
pressing against her clit in sympathy. She trembled. Her hands lost their grip
in his hair and he only then noticed the pain.
    She sagged into the couch, and ignoring his harsh breathing,
his trembling hands, and his aching dick, he kissed her mound with affection.
She made a gurgling sound and he carefully slid her skirt back down. But at the
last minute, he hesitated, staring at the gorgeous pussy he’d just eaten out
and put it to memory. ‘Cause he’d sure visit it again in his dreams.
    The plane lurched. Hard.
    What the hell?
    Ray fell on his ass then rolled to his feet.
    Fire retardant sprinklers fizzled down from the ceiling and
sputtered. Clarissa shot up and stumbled. Regaining her balance, she stood legs
apart. Her hand reached toward the sprinklers and her brow