Sexcapades by Christine d'Abo Read Free Book Online

bunched and pooled around her bust as the dress was released. Before gravity could take over and give him the view of the breasts that had taunted him since he’d first laid eyes on Petra, she crossed her arm to hold it in place.
    “Tease,” he muttered.
    “I’m definitely that. Or maybe I don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
    “I’m the one with his cock hanging out. Who’s the easy one?”
    “Good point.”
    With a soft smirk, Petra took hold of the dress straps and let it fall to her waist. Her black lace bra revealed more than it hid. The pink of her taut nipples poked out through the fabric. Darcy captured one between his fingers. Gasping, she arched forward, pushing into his touch while grinding her pussy against his thigh.
    The next few moments were a blur as they quickly shed the rest of their clothes, tossing pieces around the room. He wrapped the thin strap of her panties around his fingers, balling them into his fist and giving him leverage to pull her down to the mattress beside him.
    Petra was panting and her breasts were covered in a light sheen of sweat. With every deep breath she sucked in, her hard nipples thrust high, begging him to suck them.
    Who was he to argue?
    The scent of vanilla and berries filled his head as he pulled as much of the nipple into his mouth as he could. He tweaked the other stiff peak and she clutched his hair in her hands.
    “Shit, shit, shit,” she muttered, rocking her head from side to side.
    “Petra, look at me.” He lifted his head and waited until she lowered her gaze to his. “I want you to say it. Tell me what you really wanted to say in the coffee shop the other day.”
    With a swipe of her tongue across her lips, Petra hesitated before softly speaking the words that Darcy had only dreamed she’d said to him before. “I want you to pinch my nipples hard and then lick me until I scream. Then I want you to take your cock and pound me into the mattress until I’m begging you for more.”
    Widening her legs, Darcy moved into position between them. His cock rubbed against the soft sheets, giving him the most delicious friction as he bucked against them. If he wasn’t careful, this would be over far sooner than he would like and Petra would be rethinking his quality rating.
    Darcy kissed his way down her body, pausing only long enough to soak up her gasps and moans, until he reached the last piece of clothing covering her. The panties were the same black lace as her bra. The scent of her arousal was captured in the material, which made his cock pulse as he pulled them aside.
    “God, you’re perfect.” He pressed his nose to her mound and pulled in a deep breath. His cock stiffened as he finally tasted the woman who’d haunted his fantasies for months.
    Petra thrust her pussy against his tongue in a primitive beat. It only served to encourage him and he licked her until Petra’s legs jerked and her stomach muscles tightened beneath his hand. He wasn’t about to let her get off that easily.
    With two fingers together, he pressed them into her cunt in search of the sweet spot. Wetness quickly coated his hand. Petra bucked and moaned in a beautiful counter beat to his actions.
    By now his cock was so hard he was leaking enough to wet the comforter. Every time her pussy clenched around his fingers, his cock throbbed. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her pussy, lose himself in a woman who wasn’t afraid to take a chance on something wild.
    Patience , man. Darcy knew she was getting close when the muscles in her thighs started to uncontrollably vibrate. Sucking on her clit as hard as he dared, he grazed her asshole with his thumb and fanned his fingers wide.
    She let out a short scream as her orgasm took her. Petra pressed her hand to her mouth and bit down. Oh yeah. Darcy continued to pump into her, licking and sucking until the fingers in his hair tugged in a silent plea to stop. Pulling back, he sucked on the inside of her thigh, still