Page 62 of Hard Lessons

And then he kissed her. A deep luscious kiss that had her opening up and letting him in. Their tongues tangled. The kiss was everything she’d missed—Luca, her man, sex, being with him.

It went on, their breaths became ragged.

Lying down the plug was a satisfying weight that made her buzz for more. Her clit was still throbbing and her peaked nipples so tight they ached.

Fuck me again!

“Damn it, you’re irresistible even if you are so fucking naughty.” He licked his lips and glanced down at her naked, panting chest. “And I’ve decided to stop resisting.”

Good. Yes. Fuck me.

He grinned, a sinful, predatory grin, then slid down her body, peppering kisses over her breasts as he went.

Oh, thank you, Lord.

It seemed even bad girls had their prayers answered.

She pressed the crown of her head into the pillow and parted her legs. He was going to drive his cock into her again. The way he had in the field. And boy was she ready for it. The swift hard orgasm she’d been hungering for would send her into a new dimension of sensation.

She could hardly wait for it.

Chapter Thirteen

But Luca didn’t whipout his cock. He didn’t fuck her. Instead he crawled between her legs and swiped the tip of his tongue over her swollen clit.

“Oh, God, yes...” she wailed, her legs falling apart.

How she’d missed oral sex. And Luca was a goddamn expert at it. His mouth and tongue paradise and nirvana combined then wrapped up in rainbows.

He didn’t mess about; he used his fingers to part her folds then worked her clit with firm steady strokes.

She bowed from the bed, curled her toes, and clenched her internal muscles. The plug moved and she let out a long, pleasure-soaked groan. Soon a climax would be hers. “Oh, yes, Luca...”

He kept up the fast-paced rhythm. Thrashing her clit in big circles just the way she liked.

She panted and gasped, tensed her stomach as the pressure grew.

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