Chapters (61)
- Rake
- Dedication
- Book Description
- Praise For Helen Hardt
- Also By Helen Hardt
- Warning
- Prologue
- Zee
- Reid
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- A Note From Helen
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
Some women were tart, others sweet, others a combination, and others pure musk. All delicious, but Zee was the most delicious by far.
She lifted her hips, granting me better access. Below her pussy was her other entrance to paradise. Her ass.
Would she ever be ready for that?
God, my cock. Already I was itching to slam into her again.
No. Go slowly. I’d made a promise to her, and I’d keep it.
I sucked on her clit gently, and she undulated beneath me, soft moans humming from her throat and into my ears. Each sweet sound fueled my desire, and I licked her faster, sliding my tongue over every millimeter of her sweet pussy.
Her hips rose higher, and I couldn’t help myself. I slid my tongue downward over her puckered asshole.
Fuck. It. All.
She gasped slightly but didn’t tell me to stop.
So I didn’t. I rimmed her with relish. Some men didn’t like rimming.
Some men weren’t me.
A woman’s asshole was a delicacy to be savored, and Zee’s was nearly as sweet at her pussy. I gripped the cheeks of her bottom and settled in for the feast, my cock throbbing between my legs.
I swirled my tongue around the tight hole, easing her into the sensation.
She moaned above me, sliding her hips in tandem with my questing tongue.
When the tight muscle relaxed, I forced my tongue into a point and probed her the slightest bit.
She gasped this time, but again, didn’t tell me to stop.
Fuck, she was hot. Would she rim me? I loved a soft tongue on my ass. Not all women were into it, but when they were, I was in heaven.
Probably wouldn’t happen with Zee. She was too inexperienced. But a guy could dream.
While I loved rimming, pussy was still my flavor of choice, so I slid upward to her glorious slickness. I met her gaze between her legs.
Damn. Those light blue eyes were flaming hot. She’d liked it. She’d liked the rimming.
Fuck. Maybe she’d let me…
Didn’t matter. Right now I’d eat her out and make her come. She made the most delectable little noises when she came, and I wanted to hear them again and again.
I was hard. So damned hard for her right now.
But I hadn’t sucked on those nipples yet. Hadn’t bitten her flesh and marked her.
First an orgasm. I licked her clit and then sucked it, shoving a finger into her.
That did it! She screamed and clamped around my finger, milking it as she came. And I swore to God I felt the orgasm as profoundly as she did. Each contraction around my finger surged through me like electricity.
I loved making a woman come, but this was on a new scale of pleasure in someone else’s pleasure.
A brand new scale.