Twice Upon a Time by Olivia Cunning Read Free Book Online

now, thumbs rubbing erotic circles along the cleft between the gently rounded cheeks. Lower still, until his thumb brushed over a circle of puckered flesh and she tensed.
    “Easy,” he whispered, lowering his head and drawing his tongue over the same area.
    She groaned. Was that supposed to feel that good? No one had ever done that to her before. She lifted her hips off the bed and he suckled her sensitized flesh until she cried out. He kissed his way up the center of her back and she felt him hard and ready against her thigh.
    “Are you ready for me?” he whispered. “I don’t know if I can come, but I do know that I have plenty of sensation in my cock.”
    She strained against him, wanting all of him. Now. He bent one of her legs to give himself better access and then slowly entered her from behind. There was an explosion of pleasure between her legs and she cried out.
    “Ah, Lara,” he whispered and withdrew before thrusting into her again.
    His arm wrapped around her waist, his fingers moving between her thighs finding the bit of flesh that gave her the most pleasure. He stroked her as he thrust into her, and she was crying out his name within seconds, quaking and quivering, sobbing with ecstasy as she rubbed her face against the covers beneath her.
    “Are you okay?” he asked, giving her no reprieve even when the aftershocks of her climax settled. He was still stroking her, stil thrusting into her with perfect rhythm. The pleasure was building again already. “Do you want me to stop?”
    “God, no,” she breathed.
    He didn't listen. He withdrew completely and crawled to the head of the bed.
    Confused, she lifted her head to watch him. He took a mass of pil ows and propped them against the wall before sitting comfortably among them. “Come here,” he beckoned. “We'l find your spot.”
    “My spot?”

    He nodded. “You'll like this.”
    There was more ? she thought. Impossible. She crawled towards him, her damp hair caressing her shoulders as she approached.
    “God, you look hot, sweetheart,” he growled.
    He took her by the waist when she was within reach and moved her to straddle his lap. He guided himself into her again and she sat down, taking him deep. He planted his feet on the bed and she felt his thighs against her lower back.
    “Lean back,” he whispered.
    “What?”
    “I've got you. Lean back.”
    She leaned back against his thighs, and he steadied her with one hand. “Now, work your magic.”
    She began to move. Her head fel back, her hair tickling her back and brushing against his thighs as she buried him within her time and again.
    “Not quite,” he murmured, shifting his hips slightly.
    He rubbed something inside her just right and she cried out.
    “There it is,” he said, “your spot. Take it as far as you can.”
    “Oh, Reece,” she cried. “Right there. Yes. Oh, yes.” She was riding him hard and he watched her, letting her get as close as she could on her own.
    “Faster,” she panted, moving faster against him. Something was building.
    Something different than on the other occasions. And then it stopped building and stayed just beyond her reach.
    “Let go, sweetheart,” he said. “Just let go.”
    “I can't,” she whispered, frustrated with her body for withholding her pleasure.
    “Lara, don't hold on. Let go.”
    She concentrated on the aching sensation deep inside. Wanting the pleasure it hinted at. Needing it. Everything but that sensation drifted away and she rubbed the head of his cock against that spot inside until she finally let go. A spasm gripped her so hard that her legs buckled and she col apsed. Pleasure unlike anything she could have even imagined coursed through her body and she shuddered against Reece, her mind going numb to everything but the bliss. Reece’s fingers gently stroked her bel y as she slowly drifted back to reality. Oh my… She was nearly unconscious when Reece rolled her onto her back.
    “That's my lady’s favorite spot,” he