Swept Away: The First Bloodline by Crystal Smith Read Free Book Online Page B

felt the tongue teasing her abdomen, her navel. Hands massaged her thighs. Teeth nipped at her hip.
         "I bet you taste as good as your smell." He murmured. She heard his chuckle knowing he had just heard her thought. You had your tongue from my head to my toes. You know how I taste. You tell me. But somehow she couldn't help think that chuckle didn't sound like she was taking it.
         "Mm-mm,,,"  The feeling of a finger inside her now. She was surprised and eager for more, as it meant in and out of her fast. She felt herself building again. She didn't want to come this time without him in her.
         "In time, take it, enjoy it, allow this to happen. I do this for you."
         "But I want to do this with you. Please." She begged him. But silently she knew he knew the real reason. She was greedily waiting for him inside her. She wanted to feel him filling her. The stretching of her body to accommodate his magnificent size. The sweet sensation of G Spot stimulation.
         "Oh my Sweet, Sweet Taylor. Raise your legs for me." She felt giddy. Yes!   She wanted to scream out.
         Her mind went to another place when she felt him testing her. He slid himself in slowly and then back out. Again he repeated his torture. And all at once he filled her completely.
         "Oh my God!" She screamed out. Oh, I can't do this. I wasn't ready for this. I thought I could. She began to panic. He was too large for her and she hadn't been with anyone in over six years. She hadn’t even had the urge to have sex until now. Stupid idea, stupid body, stupid urge, greedy ignorant Goddess of mine.  Shut up Taylor!  This isn’t your first time.  Be a big girl.  You know how it works?  She scorned herself.
         She could feel her body responding to his size amusement. The pain turned from sharp to just a slight burn as he moved in and out of her. His thumb on her swollen clit moving rapidly in circles as he moved in and out of her. The burning quickly fading to pleasure.
         He started to move in a perfect rhythm. She wanted more. So he gave it.
         "Harder still." She begged for more now that only pleasure was being felt. "Please give me all that you have." And he did. Just like he was sent here to pleasure her everyone need. She had immediately, like a flip of a switch, gone from she can’t do this, to give me more.
         He balanced himself on his elbows and his weight on her was wanted. She was close again, body achingly close. She tried to fight off the urge wanting to wait for him.
         "Let go. Accept this."
         Her head was spinning as she let go and allowed yet another mind altering orgasmic rush. She felt herself tremble and shake uncontrollably beneath him as he kissed her through it. She felt herself spasm and tighten then burst around his cock that was stilled and buried deep inside her.
         "Taylor, promise me no matter what you see next you won't freak out. You won't leave without letting me explain first."
         "I promised that already." She giggled. She didn't understand why he was so nervous when he had nothing to be nervous about and she could assure him of that.
         He began to move in a rapidly, growing, thrusting rhythm. He groaned into her ear and she loved the sound of it. He pounded deeper and deeper inside of her still. She felt his body tighten and suddenly thrust himself up, locking his elbows while throwing his head back.
         "I want to see your eyes." She pleaded with him. She wanted to see the pleasure that he was now feeling. She wanted to see a reflection of her own desire in his eyes.
         His head dropped, his eyes opened and she couldn't believe what she was seeing. There was no way. She wasn't seeing this. She tried to back out from underneath him but he held her in place. She gave it everything she had to move him, but he didn't budge and it didn't appear that he was having any problems keeping her beneath