Watching From The Shadows: Trident Security Book 5 by Samantha A. Cole Read Free Book Online Page B

edges of the sheers. Placing a hand behind one of her knees, he urged her to bend it and put her leg over his shoulder. He licked and nibbled on the silky skin just above the stockings on the now exposed inside of her thigh. Her hands went to his hair again, holding him in place as he worked his way up to her satin covered pussy. A wet spot on the navy panties told him she was as turned on as he was. He tongued the spot, tasting her, and making her even wetter. Grabbing the lacy strings of the bikini on both her hips, he glanced up at her. “I hope these aren’t your favorites. If they are, I’ll replace them.” Not waiting for an answer, he tore them from her body.
    Fuck! Another pleasant surprise. She was waxed bare—completely. Damn, the woman just kept pushing all the right buttons. He hoped like hell he hadn’t hit his head and was dreaming all this as he lay in a coma, because that would really suck.
    Letting her leave the stockings and shoes on, he clutched her ass cheeks and held her still as he licked the soft folds of her pussy. Never had a feast tasted so incredible. He could eat her for hours and never be full. Encouraged by her moans and gasps, he plunged his tongue into her as far as it could go several times before moving to her clit. Its hood was pulled back, revealing the little pearl, and he sucked on it. Using his tongue and teeth, he tortured the bud until her breathing increased and her legs began to shake. “Cum for me, baby. I want to hear you scream.”
    And she did as he thrust his tongue back into her hot, wet pussy. Her legs shook almost violently and he held her hips to keep her from falling. The hands in his hair clenched to the point of pain in his scalp, but it didn’t bother him. It was a testament to the fact they were alive. As her waves of ecstasy ebbed, he eased his assault. When her foot dropped to the floor again, he stood, grinning and licking the evidence of her orgasm from his lips and chin. She watched the movement, then leaned forward and used her tongue to help clean him up. Damn, that was fucking hot!
    Her fingers fiddled with the buttons of his shirt until, in exasperation, she yanked the two edges, sending the little fasteners flying across the room. She shoved the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. Her frenzy fed his. Pulling her dress over her head, he dropped it and then popped the front snap of her bra. Her breasts were round, perky, and beautiful. Taking her mouth again, he flipped his thumbs over her nipples, as her hands dropped to his belt. Within seconds she had it undone, along with the button and zipper of his pants, pushing them down past his knees with his boxer briefs. He toed off his shoes, and using his feet to push the material down further on his legs, managed to leave his clothing in a heap on the floor without ever taking his hands from her tits. Bending slightly, he picked her up, turned and backed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his hips, with the feel of her high heels on his ass only making him harder. The tip of his cock found her wet warmth and his only thought was to get inside her. He shifted to line up with her slit and thrust forward without ceremony as her body yielded to him.
    Harper cried out as he began to pump his hips. “Yes! Oh, shit, yes! Harder! Pleeeease, harder!”
    The drag of his cock along her walls felt incredible. He buried his face in the crook of her neck as he impaled her over and over again. This time was going to be fast and furious, but he was more than willing to go two or three rounds with her. Slow could come later. For now, he was sprinting toward the finish line. Something niggled in his brain as a tingling started in the base of his spine. Something was wrong. What…
    Fuck! He withdrew from her body so fast he almost dropped her, and she yelped. Unable to stop, he came all over her abdomen. “Fuck! Shit, Harper. I didn’t…I didn’t use a fucking condom…I’m sorry…Shit! I-I don’t