Page 45 of Fourth Point Of Contact

“Who said anything about teasing?”

My heart seized in my chest when she stepped away from me and lowered herself to her knees. My cock was already leaking for her, but the moment she lowered herself before me, I nearly exploded.

She gripped me hard, looking up at me under her lashes with a coquettish smile. Fuck, I gripped her hair hard and directed her mouth where I wanted it. “Suck.”

She batted those fucking eyelashes at me and opened her mouth, swallowing me whole as she let out the most indecent moan. Fucking hell. My eyes rolled back in my head as her tongue laved the underside of my cock. This woman…I never would have guessed she was so fucking filthy, but they say it’s the quiet ones you have to watch. All she needed was a fucking pair of glasses and my fantasy would be complete.

She started to pull back and I snatched the hair on the back of her head and stopped her with a sharp tug. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

She let my cock slip from her mouth and grinned at me. “My jaw is sore.”

My cock bounced at her words, needing more from her. “I didn’t fucking tell you to stop. Open that pretty mouth and swallow my dick. Fucking choke on it.”

And like the good little girl she was, she opened and took me all the way to the back of her throat. Something inside me fractured as she moaned around my cock. My hips snapped forward, thrusting my cock deep at the back of her throat. I would have pulled back as she gagged, but she grabbed my hips and pulled me closer, sucking me hard.

I lost all control, pistoning my hips back and forth, choking her with my cock. It was more than I could take. I had to have her, had to taste her. I didn’t think as I grabbed her arms and hoisted her up, then grabbed her by the waist and spun her upside down. Her legs fell open around my head and there was her pretty pussy, spread wide and leaking for me.

My mouth latched onto her sweet cunt and my tongue lapped at her sweet cream, taking everything she gave me as she screamed. As soon as she gripped my dick, I thrust forward, shoving my cock in her mouth. Over and over, I fucked her, taking everything I needed while eating her out. It wasn’t the easiest position, but her legs were spread wide for me and shecouldn’t move away from my mouth as I sucked her clit into my mouth and made her scream my name as she swallowed my dick.

“Patrick!” she shouted as she creamed all over my face.

I knew the blood was rushing to her head, that the sensations were putting her on overload. “Make me come,” I snapped. “Fuck my dick! Choke on it!”

But in truth, I didn’t need her to do anything else. I was already coming hard, filling her mouth with my cum. I was on the verge of collapsing, ready to drop her, so I slowly spun her, getting her upright before she passed out.

I watched her warily as she straightened, expecting her to smack the shit out of me for holding her like that and forcing her to suck my cock, but instead, a dazed smile filled her face and she patted my cheek playfully as she swayed on her feet.

“Best fucking head of my life.”

11

PIPER

My legs wobbledas I made my way back to the campfire. After Patrick slid his fingers through my pussy and washed me as best he could, I dressed again and stumbled to shore. However, I had the slight problem of my shirt being torn, so I took the two ends on the front and tied them in a knot under my breasts. No, I was not fully covered, but at the moment, that hardly seemed important.

“Mmm,” I sighed as I laid down on my jacket and rested my head on my hands.

Patrick’s warm hands slid over my body as he curled his own around mine. By now, the sun was setting low in the sky and the forest was starting to quiet. This was not the setting I normally liked, but after so many orgasms, it hardly seemed like a bad way to spend the night. The fire was dying out, but Patrick tossed a few logs on and laid back down, keeping me warm as darkness settled around us.

“So, what else is in those dirty books of yours?” he grumbled from behind me.

I chuckled, wondering if he was already ready for another round. “Why? Interested in becoming a book hero?”

“Not particularly. You know those men aren’t real, right?”

I glanced at him over my shoulder, quirking an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know. What we just did seemed pretty damn real, and it rivaled anything I’ve read in a book.”

“Really?”

That cocky grin of his was so damn cute. I ran my fingers over the day-old growth along his jaw. “Who knew sex could be that good?”

“Not me.” He chuckled as he laid back down and stared up at the canopy above us. “I can honestly say I’ve never experienced anything like that.”

“That makes two of us.”

“So, what else makes these books so good?”

“You mean other than the tragic stories of love and betrayal? Danger and excitement?”

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