Stick Shift by Lissa Matthews Read Free Book Online

girl fall in love overnight? How was it possible?
    Uncertainties slipped through the haze of her desire and made her move. She had to stop thinking of him in personal terms aside from the night they'd just spent together. It couldn't be love, she knew that. It was lust, a very healthy, very large dose of it, but it was still lust. And it wouldn't be lasting beyond the moment she walked out his door. She had to remember that.
    Right?
    “What's wrong?”
    His whispered words feathered across her skin, causing her to shiver.
    “Nothing, why?”
    “You've gotten more and more tense as the minutes pass.”
    “Oh. I didn't realize it. I was just thinking; that's all.”
    He nudged her with his hips, his cock rock hard against her ass, and he slid his hand down under her thigh to lift her leg. In the next second, he was inside her.
    “It's way too damned early for thinking.”
    Lily groaned, and her muscles clamped down, melting around him.
    “I can't seem to get enough of you. Hot and tight.” He wrapped strong fingers around one of her breasts and squeezed, his thumb rasping the nipple as it peaked under his teasing. “So damn…”
    His body slowly rocked behind her, his cock sliding in and out in short, hard thrusts. He kissed her shoulder, her neck, all the while his finger and thumb continued to pull at her nipple, pinching it and eliciting little mewling sounds of need from her throat.
    So much for needing to move away from him. So much for resisting the lure of him.
    “That's it. You like that, don't you? The sharp little twinge. Does it make your belly tighten? Does it make your clit twitch? I bet it does.”
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    Lily could only continue to moan in response. Cam hadn't talked much during sex last night, but God, hearing his voice like this—low and raspy with a hint of sleep around the edges—turned her on to the point she would be coming if he kept it up, even if he never touched her clit.
    “Ever had a man in your ass, Lily?”
    Oh damn, he hadn't really asked that, had he? “N-no.”
    “Ever wanted to try it?”
    Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Lily licked her dry lips. “Yes,” she answered softly, her face heating in embarrassment, and her pulse thumping in triple time. She'd never dared admit something like that to anyone, but then, no one had ever asked her before; no one had ever acted like they wanted to take her that way.
    “Good, 'cause I can't wait to slide deep inside it. It'll be impossibly tight. It'll stretch and hurt a little, and it'll be so fucking hot… Goddamn, I can't… Hold on, baby…”
    He pressed his face into the curve where her shoulder met her neck and bit down, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to sting, and she smiled at the mark it would leave. He pulled out, pressing his cock hard between her thighs, pulsing, his body rigid and shuddering in orgasm.
    Cam lifted his head a few moments later and let go of her. Lily started to move away, but Cam had her on her back, his face buried between her legs before she could. He attacked her clit with his lips and tongue, tugging and pulling and nibbling until she was writhing and gasping for breath.
    Before last night she hadn't had a man's mouth on her pussy in longer than she could remember. Cam had reminded her then and now—oh God, right now—of how much she loved it. Her hands were restless, gripping the sheets, lifting her arms over her head to grab the slats of the headboard, then lowering to dig her fingers into his shoulders. Finally, she grasped the back of his head, holding his face tight against her as she rode his tongue, exploding in her own orgasm, crying out as she saw stars behind her tightly closed eyelids.
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When her legs had ceased their trembling and she could focus again, she found him still there, between them, licking her down so softly. He raised his eyes to hers and met her gaze before raising his head, removing her hands, and kissing each of her palms.
    He pressed the sticky cum between them and