Free Consumed by a Stranger (Craved Series #4) by Hazel Kelly

whispered. 
     
    He
smiled, his fingers still inside me. "How about you can keep sucking me on
the condition that you give me that same satisfaction."
     
    I
furrowed my brow. "Are you suggesting we sixty-nine?"
     
    "I'm
suggesting you get your ass over here right now," he said. "And take
off your panties first. I don't want anything getting between my tongue and
your pussy."
     
    I
swallowed and pulled my underwear off. "I feel like I need to tell you
that I've never done that befor-"
     
    "All
the more reason to try it," he said. 
     
    I
walked on my knees to the head of the bed so I was looking down his hard body.
     
    "Now
bend over and crawl towards my cock."
     
    I
did as he asked, my mouth watering as I stared at his swollen dick from a new
angle. 
     
    He
didn't give any more direction. Instead, he just grabbed my legs and pulled me over
his mouth, flicking me with his tongue so forcefully I gasped.
     
    At
first, the pleasure was too great and I forgot what the hell I was doing. But
when I remembered, I wrapped my hand around his shaft and sank my mouth back
down on him. 
     
    It
was awkward initially. I felt like my technique was compromised by the warm
sensations he was sending through me as he scooped me out with his tongue.
     
    But
it wasn’t long before I figured out how to work with his rhythm so I could give
and receive pleasure at the same time, though I admit it was hard work after
all that wine. 
     
    And
as weird as it was to be wrapped around someone that way, I was glad it was Jack
because I knew I didn't have to be self-conscious. I knew the last thing he
wanted was for me to feel awkward, and I didn’t want to disappoint either of us. 
     
    Plus,
it was probably about time I tried it.
     
    I
lost my rhythm again momentarily when he started working his fingers inside me,
stirring my insides until they were so hot I was panting over him. Then as soon
as I got it back, I felt his hands groping my breasts through my lacy
bra. 
     
    I
let go of him for a second and reached up to unhook it, sliding it off my arms.
And I must have read his mind because a second later he was pinching my nipples
and cupping my breasts with his hands. 
     
    At
that point, the sensory overload was almost too much. In fact, while I had no
idea what it was like to have a threesome, I was convinced that even two men couldn’t
have stimulated me as thoroughly.
     
    And
when he swelled in my mouth, I was sure he was going to come for me. But without
warning, he lifted my ass and rolled me off him. 
     
    I
watched as he sat up and stood at the end of the bed, his face flush as he
licked his lips. 
     
    "Is
everything okay?" I asked. 
     
    "It
will be when you bring your tight little pussy over here."
     
    I
crawled towards him and kicked my legs out in front of me.
     
    He
grabbed my ankles and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed, finding my opening
so fast I didn’t even have time to catch my breath.
     
    As
he spread me open, he kept his eyes on my face. I tried to do the same, but I
couldn't help but steal a glance at the way his stomach muscles flexed over his
hip bones as he fucked me, massaging me from the inside out. 
     
    And
he didn't stop there. He folded my legs together and turned me on my side,
pushing inside me as deep as he could, driving himself into me with his strong
legs. 
     
    The
control he had over my body coupled with his unpredictability was thrilling.
And as he reached up and squeezed my breasts, it felt good to see the desire on
his face, the appetite in his eyes. 
     
    A
moment later, he unstacked my legs again and hooked my ankles over his
shoulders.
     
    I
used the little energy I had to lift my head and watched as he thrust his thick
dick inside me. 
     
    Then
his thumb went to my clit. "Come for me," he said, making my pussy
buzz with anticipation. 
     
    "Oh
god," I said, pressing my head back against the bed.
     
    "What?"
he asked, the sound of his voice filling me with