Whiskey Girl by Maggie Casper Read Free Book Online

the erection straining to be free from beneath his zipper.
    God, it had been a long time since she’d
felt anything so wonderful. More than anything she wanted to feel his hard
length buried deep within her. “Take me, Doug.” Ausha clawed at his pants in an
attempt to release the snaps.
    “Not gonna happen, darlin’.”
    Certainly she hadn’t heard him right? A
whimper escaped her throat as he cupped one of her breasts in the palm of his
hand. “Easy, baby. I’ll take care of you, but we’ll do it my way.” She didn’t
care how they did it, as long as it got done.
    Finally , she
thought when he lifted her shirt until her bra was exposed. The thin black lace
did nothing to hide her from view, and Doug didn’t take the time to divest her
of the garment. Without further ado he sucked at her nipple right through the
lacy cup.
    His fingers plucked and pulled at her other
nipple. It felt like heaven and hell all rolled into one. It had been so long
since she’d been touched, Ausha’s sensitivity levels were off the chart. When
he added teeth into the mix, she moaned. Pain had never been pleasurable for
her before, but that had definitely done something good. Her whole body had thrummed
to life at the intense sensation.
    “You like that, darlin’?”
    Oh fuck yeah she did. “Please,” was all she
managed to croak between her arousal-parched lips.
    Doug’s hands tightened on her hips, moving
her until she straddled one thigh. He then rocked her back and forth until they
found a rhythm that drove her crazy with need.
    “I want you to fuck my leg, baby. Let me
see you come.”
    His words made no sense. All she understood
was the need to get there, to feel herself splinter into a million pieces.
Ausha held on to him, tucking her face into the crook where shoulder met neck.
His scent was musky and masculine. The feel of his warm flesh against her face
was erotic as hell. She felt protected and free and very much in need.
    The feel of his hand tangling in her hair
was what finally brought her to the pinnacle. When he tugged until she was
staring him right in the face, Ausha absolutely could not hold back. She came
on a strangled cry of mourning and lost time, and all the while she struggled
with her body, her memories, Doug was there to hold her.
    It didn’t escape her notice he was
breathing heavily or how his heart thundered. She wanted to offer herself in
order to remedy the situation. He’d done as much for her without insisting on
more or even taking her up on her offer, even when she’d insisted. Problem was
she was so tired, too tired. Ausha felt emotionally drained and embarrassed by
her actions to boot. When she wiggled, trying to remove herself from his lap,
Doug held tight.
    “I like you right where you are.” His tone
was sincere. He meant what he said, which was a relief.
    “Will you hold me, please?” Later she would
puzzle out why she’d felt it okay to make herself so vulnerable.
    “Did any of that make you feel more alive?”
    Ausha thought about it. She wasn’t quite
sure she would go that far but didn’t know how to explain it without sounding
like a complete idiot either. “No. Maybe. I don’t know, but it was nice.”
    “That’s a start, darlin’, a very good
start.”

Chapter Five
     
    Doug was chomping at the bit the next
morning, waiting for Ausha’s call. He couldn’t get the feel of her out of his
head. She was so fucking sexy his cock twitched just thinking about her. It had
taken every ounce of willpower he possessed not to remove her pants and take
her right there on the plain beige couch of her sparsely decorated apartment.
    That thought had him laughing. Sparse was
being generous where the appeal of her place was concerned. It was one of the
things Doug had decided to fix. He really had no clue what her tastes ran toward,
but he was willing to take a chance. The place was in need of color,
desperately.
    He released a sigh of relief when the phone
rang.