Free Misconception (Finnegan Brothers Book 1) by Morgan Black

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    December, 2011
    His lips brushed against my collarbone and I inhaled the sweet smell of his shampoo. Blake always smelled amazing, and he always felt like home. His mouth continued to move down over my skin, his lips barely touching the flesh of my breasts. I knew I wasn't supposed to be here—I was supposed to be at home. I promised my mother that the minute I got back in town from school I would go straight to their house, but I didn't. I was a rebel; Blake made me that way. I dragged my fingers back and forth along the satiny sheets and reveled in his touch. His lips trailed down my skin and he left sweet kisses along my stomach. As he reached my underwear he slowly tugged them down, watching me hungrily with his dark blue eyes. He was waiting for a reaction, but I wouldn't give him one yet. I lay naked against the white sheets, my tanned body positioned so that that he knew he could have all of me. I was exposed.
    “You should come back from school more often.” He murmured into the flesh of my upper thigh.
    “Well if you treated me like this every time I came home…” I countered sarcastically.
    He smiled as he moved back up over my body, placing a hand on either side of me; like he owned me. There was no escape from Blake Finnegan.
    I dragged my fingers along the front of his naked chest, stopping just above his boxers, the only thing stopping us from what I knew would be mind blowing sex. Sex with Blake was like taking my body to a whole new level. It was something I had never experienced before. We hadn’t been dating very long, getting together right before I left for college, but there was something so enticing about him that I had ignored the college boys in order to come home and feel his lips against mine.
    I watched him as he regarded my breasts; he took one hand and drew small circles around my nipples, waiting for me to arch my back towards him like he knew I would. He didn't have to wait long. I pulled myself up to him and wrapped my arms around his naked back, feeling the strong muscles rippling beneath his skin. I pushed my hand down his back and yanked off his boxers to reveal his erection.
    Before I got them down very far, he was in me. As he entered deeper I let go of his body I grabbed a fistful of sheet in either hand. He pumped in and out, filling me completely. He pushed his hips into mine as we moved back and forth while he stayed between my spread knees. My body began to tingle and I knew I was close to the edge. I could feel my toes curling in anticipation of my impending orgasm. I attempted to keep my eyes open to watch his fierceness as we made love. That was one way to describe Blake: fierce.
    His hips began to pump harder as he pushed himself farther into me, focusing his thrusts directly on my G-spot.  The tingling of my body increased and I knew that I was getting close to my climax. I pushed my hips hard up to him as a moan escaped my lips. 
    “Not yet,” he smiled. “I have more for you.” He raised an eyebrow at me.
    Pulling my hips to his he lifted up his torso and sat back on his knees while pulling my ass off the bed.  He shoved into me harder and with his now free hands began to slowly tug on my erect nipples.  He then picked up his right hand licked his fingers and proceeded to rub my clit as his thrusts started to become harder.  His fingers began to move in a fast circular motion and I knew I was a goner.  As my first explosion hit I tossed my head back in ecstasy, but he continued to push me further. I was always right on the edge with Blake, between pain and pleasure. It was where he liked to keep me, and it was where I craved to be kept.
    I turned my hands and pushed myself up on them so that our lips barely brushed against each other. I turned my head and suckled on his neck, allowing my teeth to hardly touch him. Reaching up further, I nibbled on his ear lobe.  I heard his breath quicken in my ear and he continued to thrust up into me. I used my legs to