Free Base Nature by Sommer Marsden Page B

hims e lf o v e r h er , bre athing h a rd . L iv wiggl e d u n de r G a rre tt and he g r o an ed . L iv w i ggl e d l o w e r and he g r a bb e d h e r u pp e r a r ms, h o l d ing h e r still. “Wh er e y o u g o ing, L ittle R e d Ri d ing H oo d ?” he w h isp er e d , d o ing h is be st to g ive h e r a w o lfish g r i n.
    I t s e nt a shiv e r d o wn h e r s p ine bu t h is h u m o r and e ase with h e r li g ht e n e d h e r insi de s. “D o wn a b it.”
    “ O h y e ah?” He s lipp e d u p h i gh e r o n the bed , br acing hi m s e lf o n his f o re a r ms, h e ad d ipp e d t o wa t ch h e r wiggle l o w er .
    H e r f ee t h it the fl o o r , h e r b o tt o m bru shing the ed ge o f the bed . S he f o u nd h i s hip b o ne with h e r m o u th, s u ck e d and th e n b it him. H e r fing er s pl u ck e d at the c o n d o m and p u ll e d it f ree . She p u sh e d h e r m o u th to his skin, licki n g the salty h o t flat o f h is flank. He th ru st wit h o u t thi n king, s i gh e d dee ply. T he s o u nd and si g ht o f p u shing th i s b ig, b ig man j u st a b it t o o far o u t o f his c o m f o r t z o ne th r ill e d s o me pa r t o f h er . She f e lt p o w e r and want and e xcit e m e nt s wi r ling i n h e r be lly, h e r br ain bu zz e d with it. She lick e d a b o ve his c o ck, ru nni n g h e r fing er s th r o u gh his sh o r t, d a r k p ub ic hai r , t r acing the be ginning o f the line with the r igid tip o f h e r t o ng u e s o he d id that jitt er y thing with h is hips.
    “ L iv, if I d i e , I can ’ t f u ck y o u aga i n,” he s a i d . L iv c o u ld t e ll he was t r ying t o j o ke bu t the w o rd s came o u t o n little p u ffs o f air that ma d e him s o u nd b o th v u ln er a b le and c o nf u s ed .
    L iv l o v e d it.
    She t o u ch e d h e r lips a gainst the c r o wn o f his c o ck, ru nni n g th e m s o ftly a r o u nd the tip with o u t act u ally taking him in h e r m o u th. He sh i v er e d a bo ve h e r l i ke he might fall. She h o p e d n o t. He l o o k e d p re tty h e avy.

 
     

    “ D o it, L iv. O p e n u p. L oo k what y o u’ ve sta r t ed .”
    She r ais e d h e r e y e s to s e e him sta r ing d o wn at h er . T he flash e s o f l e an and d ang er o u s an i mal e vi de nt in his f e at ure s i f he s hift e d his h e a d . L ike a hi dde n pict ure , a magic paint i ng, s o m e thing j u st be n e ath the s ur fac e . He lick e d his lips, wa t ching h e r with th o se int e ns e ly b l u e e y e s, and he p u sh e d j u st e n o u gh t o p o p h e r lips apa r t a nd s l ip the v er y tip o f hims e lf in t o h e r m o u th.
    L iv f o u nd the sma l l slit with h e r t o n g u e a nd s u ck ed . H i s face g re w d a r k as he
     

    f o u ght f o r c o nt r o l. He s hiv ere d ha rde r and L iv g ave in. G ave in to h er s e lf and to G a rre tt. She o p e n e d h e r m o u th and r o se u p, taking the ha rd , h o t l e ngth o f h im in t o h e r m o u th. S he s u ck ed , tasting the salt o f his s kin. T he wil d , r ich e a r th sm e ll o f him f ill e d h e r n o s e . He s m e ll e d v er y m u ch l i ke a f o re st in a u t u mn. A sm e ll that had alwa y s s o o th e d h er . G a rre tt f e lt s o m u ch like h o me to h er . T he kind o f h o me she h ad alw a ys dre am e d o f, safe and w e lc o ming. She p u sh e d the t h o u ght away, a r ching u p t o take h i m dee p er .
    “J e s u s Ch r ist, L iv,” he said bu t he smil ed . H is hips shifti n g so that h i s c o ck fill e d h e r th r o at. He wa t ch e d and she kn e w it was f o r sig n s o f d isc o m f o r t o r f e a r . S he c o u nt ere d b y g r ipping his hips with h e r han d s, st ro king his s kin with h e r fing er tips. She slipp e d u p and d o wn his c o ck with h e r m o u th a nd re lish e d the p o w e r she had at that m o m e nt in tim e . I t was L iv who f inally p u ll e d b ack, l o o k e d u p and s ai d , “ I f I k ee p g o i ng, I’ ll finish,” s he a