Free Hers to Choose (Cannon Cousins) by Lizzie Ashworth Page B

what I saw afterwards, it
wasn’t exactly distressing for you.”
    “Yes, well...” Her gaze
jumped from his teasing eyes to the rigid length of his cock.
    “And from what I’m
finding now in my preliminary examination, Miss McClure,” he shoved his thumb
along the crease of her wet panties, “you aren’t exactly distressed at this
moment.”
    “No, well...”
    “Show me how you pleased Dan.”
He shoved his hips slightly forward in the chair, moving his stiff cock higher.
    She licked her lips with
a lingering glance at his face. A broad smile hovered there, something in his
eyes she couldn’t quite place. His wide chest gleamed in the dim light. If she
could run her hands over those fabulous shoulders… She leaned to his cock and
slipped the tip of her tongue around its swollen crown, gripping it with both
hands and smiling to herself as she heard him draw breath. Two could play at
this little game.
    Her mouth burned over his
tender flesh, wreathing his glorious thickness with her tongue, taking him deep
into her throat. His scent swelled in her nose, woody and green like the
forest. She felt his hands stroking her breasts and she had to fight herself
not to straddle his hips and plunge herself down on that incredible erection.
Her insides ached for it.
    Over and over she laved his bulging penis with her greedy tongue, brought it
against the roof of her mouth and deep to the back of her throat, increasing
with speed and pressure as she felt him swelling toward release. His groans
drifted past her hearing. His hips shifted in the chair, shoving his cock
upwards. His hand brushed over her head and she felt the clasp go on her hair,
sending the long curls over his taut belly and rigid thighs.
    Her pussy throbbed and
she found herself shoving hard against the chair seat as she raked her tongue
against his cock. His chest rumbled and he shuddered. The rhythm of their
bodies overtook her in a mindless drive toward completion, until his liquid
fire began pulsing into her mouth in blazing spurts. His hands locked into her
hair, moving her head around on himself as he groaned
and shoved his hips. She sucked and swallowed him, giddy in the sultry pleasure
of his satisfaction.
    In seconds, he had kicked
his chair backwards and pulled her up, crushing her against his chest with his
strong arms wrapped around her and his mouth plundering hers. Oh god, he was
kissing her with those taunting lips and it was more wonderful than she could
have dreamed. His demanding tongue forced her swollen lips open, thrusting into
her mouth. His hands caressed her bare back and pulled her hips toward him,
pressing his still-erect cock against her black silk panties.
    Oh please. Please let
that magical cock find its way inside me.
    His hands came around her
sides and grazed her breasts, his strong fingers releasing the clips on her
burning nipples and then massaging the tortured knots. His mouth left her lips
and lowered to her engorged breasts. His tongue swept across the nipples then
his teeth nibbled as he held one breast then another in his hands.
    “Oh, god,” he muttered,
burying his face against her incandescent flesh. “Bryn…”
    Her hands rushed through
his hair, along the sides of his neck and onto his shoulders. His skin was like
silk, his muscles underneath smooth steel. Her brain had long since ceased to
function. Whatever he wanted to do, she gave herself completely to him. To hell with games. This was heaven.
    One of his hands slid
under the elastic of her panties and she felt him stroking her clit. Yes. “ Ohh . Yes. Yes yes yes .”

Chapter 7
     
     
    Abruptly, he groaned and pulled back.
Bryn nearly sobbed as the cool air of the room slipped between their bodies. Headlights
bounced across the curtains.
    Damn it, Dan was back.
    Alex picked up the chair,
glancing back at her with tortured expression. “Damn it,” he said in a raspy
voice. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”
    What the hell? Why not?
It wasn’t