My Hot Enemy – Southern Heat Read Online Natasha L. Black

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 59659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 298(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
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Melanie’s soft, pillowy breasts rose and fell with her rapid breath inside her tight white bra. I buried my face in the center of her chest as she reached behind her and undid the clasp. I slid my lips up her neck as she yanked the straps down her arm and tossed it away as well. I lowered her to her feet and stood back to admire her for a moment. Her incredible body was delectable, and I wanted to lick every inch of it.

My hands cupped her breasts as we kissed again, and she pushed herself off the wall, spinning with me so my back pressed against it. She began to yank at my shirt, tugging it out of my jeans and then pulling at the button until it opened. Trailing kisses down my chest, she dropped to her knees and pulled down on the waistband of my jeans and boxers at the same time.

She gasped as my cock sprang out at her, and her eyes floated back up to mine as she wrapped one hand around the base and stroked it. Her mouth had fallen open in a shocked smile, and she settled between my legs, flipping her hair back so it was out of her way.

Melanie plunged down, taking me deep in her throat and making my knees buckle. The warmth of her tongue on my staff made me want to explode right there, but I held tight. She stroked me into her mouth, and I groaned deeply. I looked down, and our eyes met. The intensity of seeing her take me into her mouth while maintaining that gaze was incredible.

Suddenly she stood and ripped at her own pants, opening them up. I reached forward to pull them down over her hips as our lips met once more. She backed up as she kicked off her pants and then tumbled down onto the couch. She moved until her head rested on one of the arms, and I crawled between her thighs.

Fingers tucking into the band of her panties, I pulled down and peeled them off her. She lifted her legs straight into the air as I pulled them up, and then when they were off, let them fall wide again, opening herself to me and giving me access to her. But I wasn’t ready to be inside her yet. I wanted to taste her first.

I leaned down into another kiss and then moved my lips down her neck. She reached down to stroke me, but I pulled back to take one of her breasts into my lips as she moaned deeply in my ear. Flicking the nipple with my tongue brought another sound rolling from deep inside her, and my hands reached under her ass and pulled her up, so her legs fell over my shoulders.

I looked up and grinned as I kissed down her center until I reached the soft tuft of hair on her mound. She watched me intently as I brought my lips down her thigh and then traced my tongue down it, back toward her lower lips. I repeated the motion on her other side and could feel her squirming in my hands, her hips bucking up, nudging at me. She wanted my touch.

Tracing my tongue up over her lips made her cry out, and the sound matched the howling of the wind above us. The storm was close now, but we were in our own tornado of intense passion. My tongue slid through her folds, and she screamed and clenched the cushion of the couch. I brought the tip of my tongue up to her pearl in the center and gently nudged it.

Lapping her up, I sucked lightly on her clit. She shook and bucked under me, but I held her in place as I licked her, relishing how her body was reacting to me. Her voice rose in short bursts as my finger slid inside her. She was hot and wet, and the tip of my middle finger brushed along the upper wall until her hands clenched on my hair and her legs squeezed my ears.

Suddenly, she sat bolt upright, and then her body jolted over and over again as she cried out into the sound of destruction above us. I held my tongue in place, pressing into her clit as she came and then fell back onto the arm of the couch again, panting and occasionally jolting like electrical currents were rolling through her body.

Her hands clenched in my hair again and pulled me until I kissed up her body again, languidly tracing my tongue over her nipple until our lips locked, and she sucked my tongue.

“Fuck me,” she said, hoarsely between pants. “Please, fuck me.”

I grinned and spread her thighs, settling between them. My cock slid through her folds, and her wet, throbbing pussy covered it in her juices. She cried out at the sensation of my cock touching her as I positioned myself at her entrance. Curling over her, I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear.


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