Swept Away by Marie Byers Read Free Book Online

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    He swoops her up into his arms and deposits her onto her bed, gentle now that the first flush of desperation has passed. At least for her, she doesn’t know how he can stand to move so fluidly with that third fucking appendage tenting out his pants. Fuck, she wants his cock inside her, mouth, pussy, ass, she’d even be willing to try that last one, maybe, if he asks.
    He kisses her quick, fierce, breaking her thoughts.
    “You feel me? Feel how hard you made me?” he breathes onto the damp space between her breasts.
    Her cleavage is bare and heaving on offer to his bent mouth hovering so tantalizingly close. But it’s not enough and she grapples with her dress to get it off. He eases his weight off her long enough to strip out of his own clothes and she’s frozen for a moment, watching glistening golden skin appear, chiseled and cut every inch of him as hard and defined as she’d guessed.
    He chuckles as she lets out an unintended, “Holy shit.” And he removes the rest of her clothing for her, swift and efficient.
    He brings himself back down to her breasts and kisses her there. His tongue swirls around her nipples tracing the pink-brown of her areolas thoroughly and sucking her nipples up between pursed lips, sucking on her tit like he can extract milk from them. She’s shivering and wet again, ready to receive him with pleasure singing loud and gripping and off-key. She only got a glance at his cock as it rose proudly through a thicket of coarse brown curls, struck as she was by the rest of him so different from what she’s used to.
    That one glance was enough though, he’s every bit as thick and long as she thought and she wonders frantically if perhaps she’s not wet or open enough to accept him inside painlessly. It doesn’t matter, pain or pleasure she wants him there. As hopelessly desperate for his cock to fill her up as she has been for peace these last few weeks. Somehow the two intrinsically connected and tangled together like their bodies are now.
    She bucks up with her hips, arches her back to get closer, and his wide hands press her tits around his face as he eats out the valley between them with laving licks.
    “Don’t tease me,” she groans, pussy pulsing and throbbing and his own erect cock twitching imploringly where it’s nestled between the crease where her inner thigh meets her pussy.
    He grumbles something she can’t make out, his fingers splayed along the sides of her breasts and keeping them molded around his face, his breath tickling her and chilling the drying spit he’s licked onto her sweat slick skin. He pulls up when the need for air gets to be too much, she can tell by the way he’s panting and flushed.
    “You on the pill?” he asks and his eyes are blown wide, pupils dark and aroused swallowing everything else.
    She shivers with lust. And maybe a little disappointment because no she’s not, she’s a virgin, she’s a goddamn stupid virgin and she’s not on anything but a couple of glasses of alcohol and her own impotent rage and her stupid fucked up family.
    Amber shakes her head and tears burn at her eyes. She wants him, she needs him, he can’t stop now.
    He rolls his hips and his cock slides up, rubs against her pussy and makes her eyes flutter shut with how good it feels.
    “We get tested,” he says and he’s staring into her soul but she doesn’t want to hide, she wants him to see every part of her because there’s nothing she’s ashamed of here, nothing in his gaze that makes her feel less than fucking fantastically perfect.
    She stares back, open and willing but uncomprehending.
    He smiles a little and adds, “I’m clean.” And his cock juts harder against that sweetly sensitive place and she shudders in his arms and just wants him fucking in .
    “I’m a virgin, I haven’t ever been with anyone like this before, I’ve never done more than kiss,” she babbles, letting him rock and grind, moving her own hips up in a counterpoint that never