Free Hooped #2 (The Hooped Interracial Romance Series #2) by Claire Adams

of him into my mouth as possible.
    I could tell that Devon was on the edge of orgasm; his
hips were bucking, his cock was twitching between my lips harder and harder,
his precum flowed freely along my tongue. Devon
pushed me away gently, lifting me up off of him and stroking my cheek lightly.
“God, you’re good at that,” Devon said, panting. I grinned, swallowing the
taste of him down.
    “Not as good as you, if you had enough presence of
mind to stop me.” Devon chuckled, pulling me up on top of him, kissing me
hungrily.
    “Force of will,” Devon told me breathlessly. “But I
want to be inside of you when I come.” I nodded. The entire time I had been
sucking on him, worshipping him with my mouth, I’d been getting turned on
again, more and more, my body tingling with need. Devon shifted me on top of
him, pulling me up and around until I was
straddling his hips. I could feel his wet, hard cock rubbing against me,
brushing along my soaking labia. “You’ll love this,” Devon murmured against my
ear, thrusting his hips up against me. “Ride me, babe .”
    I sank down onto him carefully. Devon reached up,
cupping my breasts, squeezing them lightly. I moaned out as Devon filled me up
inch by inch, pushing past the resistance of my body. I shuddered, pushing down
to meet his hips. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned, as Devon’s thick, hard cock moved
deeper and deeper inside of me. It felt so thick, so heavy inside of me, so
full.
    “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Devon murmured, thrusting up
into me. I gasped as his hips met mine, the tip of his cock pressing along my
inner walls. For a long moment, I was
absolutely still, holding onto Devon’s shoulders, shivering.
    Devon sat up slightly, rocking his hips against mine,
every movement pushing deeper and deeper inside of me. I kissed him hungrily,
my hands trailing over his body, moving in counterpoint to his thrusts. I rose and fell on him, taking him as deep as I
could inside of me. Devon had been right; I loved the way he felt inside of me
in that position. He kissed me everywhere—my face, my neck, my breasts, moving
faster and faster.
    Devon tumbled me down onto my back, covering my body
with his, somehow managing to stay inside of me the entire time as he shifted
position. He thrust into me, slow and steady at first, and then faster and
faster, filling me up over and over again as we moved together. His lips
trailed all over my face and neck, down to my breasts as he pushed deeper and
deeper inside of me. I cried out as the tip of his cock brushed against my
g-spot, sending a white-hot jolt of pleasure through my body. He nipped and
nibbled at my throat, kissing me on the
lips over and over again. I struggled to hold back, wanting to savor it,
wanting to feel the tingling pleasure all over my body forever.
    But as Devon brushed against my g-spot over and over
again, his cock rubbing along my inner walls, it was impossible for me to hold
back. I wrapped my legs around Devon’s waist, pushing down against him, holding
onto him tightly as I came closer and closer and then tumbled over the edge
into my second orgasm. Flashes of hot and cold pleasure crackled through my
body, lighting up my nervous system. My muscles flexed, spasms of sensation
jolting through me as wave after wave of pleasure racked my body. I was barely
aware of Devon’s body tensing against mine, barely aware of the feeling of his
cock twitching hard inside of me; moments after I hit my climax, Devon groaned
out, and I felt the sticky, slick gush of
his hot come shooting into me.

 
    Chapter
Ten
    I came back to myself slowly, unaware of even having
blacked out until I was opening my eyes, aware of Devon caressing me everywhere
carefully. I looked up at him and saw his smile, the heat in his eyes. “Okay,”
I said, giggling irrepressibly. “That was better than the first time. I’ll
admit it.” Devon clucked his tongue against his teeth, shaking his head.
    “Nope, it was only twice—not three