Shifting Gears by Jayne Rylon Read Free Book Online Page B

side to side, knocking loose the clip holding her hair. A riot of curls tumbled down her back, dusting her shoulders with each toss of her head. She leaned back, bracing herself on her lover’s taut abdomen as he continued to turn her ire to excitement. He could inspire so many violent emotions in her. Their bond filled her with awe.”
    Mark peered between Sloan’s full breasts to watch her fling her mane of thick, rich locks across her sensitive skin. Her nails dug into his stomach and her knees squeezed his shoulders when he hummed his approval against her pussy.
    “ The attentive licks, nips and sucks of Nicholas’ mouth communicated his caring more clearly than if he’d written her a beautiful sonnet. He knew how to touch her to amplify her pleasure and he did so. Repeatedly. His devotion melted her restraint. Before she knew what happened, the initial stirrings of her orgasm fluttered deep in her belly.”
    Sloan cried out above him when he drew the hard knot of her clit between his lips, laving the tender nerves with a fraction of the wonder and respect she inspired in him. He burrowed into her soaked flesh, prodding her to continue if she could.
    If not, he’d use his imagination to lead her the rest of the way. He couldn’t wait to observe her ecstasy. Knowing he pleased her filled a void in his soul he hadn’t known existed. He longed to transform into whatever she liked, whatever she needed, suspecting she would gladly do the same for him.
    “ Nicholas sensed Simone nearing the brink. He slid one hand from her thigh to tease the contracting edge of her opening. The prodding of his blunt digit made her jerk, slathering his cheek with more of her wetness. He groaned his appreciation then pressed harder, sinking his finger in her body as far as he could reach.”
    Mark took it as a good sign when Sloan dropped her book. His finger penetrated the tight mouth of her pussy. Her channel clung to him, hugging him, smothering him with her heat.
    Still, she searched blindly with her free hand to reclaim the novel and her place. It took her a ludicrous number of tries to continue, her sentences choppy and breathless.
    “ When Nicholas had buried two thick fingers in her, Simone held on by a thread. She didn’t want to surrender so soon. Not when it meant an end to the bliss drowning her. He paused to murmur against her soaked pussy. ‘Let go, Simone. I have you. Always.’
    “Despite her resistance, Simone lost the fight against her torrential need when Nicholas scissored his fingers inside her pussy. She came around them as he curled the digits, pressing the rough patch of her G-spot against her pubic bone—”
    Sloan screamed her orgasm loud enough Sebastian and Lynn had to have heard it down the hall. At least they would know he’d done a good job of pleasing his gorgeous Cougar. A ferocious surge of pride washed over him for matching her fantasy. The compatibility of their dreams tasted nearly as good as the wetness flooding Sloan’s pussy, coating his tongue.
    Mark continued to lap her swollen tissue, stroking through the spasms of her ringed muscles with his embedded fingers. His free hand snaked up her side to cup her breast, extending the waves of her climax. His hips arched from the bed as the need to fuck her overwhelmed his logic.
    When she went limp, he altered his grip, supporting her shoulders and neck as he guided her to sprawl on her side next to him. He reached for the shirt he’d discarded somewhere nearby to wipe his face before kissing her, but she tangled her fingers in his hair and dragged him to her before he could perform the courtesy most of his lovers had demanded.
    Seemed she didn’t mind messy—another turn-on for him. Nothing about her struck him as artificial. She didn’t hide her desire or act as if the remnants of her ecstasy disgusted her after she’d found relief.
    He should have quit fucking shallow fangirls years ago.
    Their endless tangle of tongues, locking of lips and