Free Raising Kane by Lorelei James

of her sex. Licking her. Exploring every hidden fold of her soft, wet cunt. Swallowing her honey like ambrosia.
    Her whimpers increased. Her legs shook.
    And still he didn’t relent or change his pace.
    “Kane. Please. I’m about to crawl out of my skin. My shoulder is throbbing and I didn’t take pain meds because I wanted to be fully conscious for when you came to me tonight.”
    “Such a convincin’ argument, counselor. I’ll let you play the injury card this time.” He blew across her engorged pussy and she whimpered. “But next time? Fair warning. I ain’t gonna stop kissin’ my fill of your sweet spot until I’ve had enough. Not even if you beg.”
    He lifted up, so their eyes met over the plane of her body. “Watch me.” He lowered his head, rubbing his cheeks, his jawline and his lips into those tight red curls, coating his facial hair with her juices. “I love the way you smell almost as much as I love the way you taste.” He slid his thumbs up through the wetness and pulled back the supple skin hiding that pleasure pearl.
    Her belly rippled with anticipation.
    Kane nimbly flicked his tongue across the nub, not too hard, or too fast, just a consistent pressure.
    “Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”
    When her pelvis arched, his lips enclosed her clit and he sucked, matching the rhythm of her pounding pulse.
    Sexy whimpers surrounded him as she came, hard, fast, wet, and then she was done.
    After gifting her pussy with one last soft-lipped kiss, Kane pushed up, placing his hands by her head.
    Ginger’s generous mouth curved into a lopsided smile. She reached her arm above her head, stretching like a contented feline. “Wow.”
    “How’s the throbbing shoulder?”
    Another satisfied sigh escaped. “Completely forgot all about it.”
    Kane pressed his mouth to hers, sharing her taste. He wanted to kick off his pants. Feel the tight clasp of her cunt around his cock as he sank into her over and over. But Ginger wasn’t up for sex, especially not the raw, urgent fucking he had in mind. After several easy, lingering smooches, he forced himself to retreat.
    “You need a more comfortable shirt to sleep in.”
    She blinked at him with complete confusion. “But. You haven’t… We could… I want to, I mean…”
    “As much as I love hearin’ how flustered my kisses make you, Red, the truth is, you’re injured. I probably already took advantage of you.” He grabbed her pants and motioned for her to raise her hips.
    Her eyes narrowed, but she let him shimmy the yoga pants up her legs. “Your mouth sucking on my tits until I came and then that same hot mouth sucking on my pussy until I came? I fail to see how that’s you taking advantage of me, when you didn’t come at all.”

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    Lorelei James
    Whoa. Kane hadn’t expected such coarse, common words from the woman with the gigantic vocabulary.
    “Shocking, isn’t it? How I prefer dirty-talking to sweet-talking?”
    “Maybe some.”
    “I can see how hard you are. I could give you a hand job? Shoot. I’m probably not very good with my left hand.”
    “Neither am I.”
    She laughed softly. “How about if I whisper dirty nothings in your ear while you jack off?”
    His dick actually jumped at that sexy visual. “Another time. What shirt you wanna wear?”
    “There’s a black tank top on the hamper.”
    He snagged it and sat on the edge of the bed. “Up you go.” He unhooked the sling. The shirt came off first, then the bra. Before he covered her with the tank top, he drew a circle around each of her nipples, watching as they puckered into stiff points. He couldn’t resist granting each one an openmouthed kiss.
    “You are a tit guy, aren’t you?”
    “Yes ma’am.”
    “I’ve never gotten off just from a man sucking on my tits. I’ve been close a couple of times, but they’ve always stopped too soon. Too eager to get to the good stuff, I guess.”
    “These babies are the good stuff.” Kane cupped the globes in