Free Erected (Erector Set, Book One) by Desiree Holt

plunge into that inviting hot channel. He sent it a silent message because he had other things in mind before they got to that and deliberately kept his own clothes on to maintain some semblance of control. Almost reverently he skimmed his hand over the dips and swells and contours of her body, palming each breast and lightly pinching each nipple. He traced the line where hip and thigh joined with the tip of one finger then bent and followed the same crease with his tongue.
    Ness was moving beneath his touch, delightful little moans bursting from her mouth. Gripping her wonderful hips he lifted her to him and lapped and licked the length of her slit. Curled his tongue around the furled flesh of her clit. Took it into his mouth and pulled on it with his lips. Her moans grew louder, her movements more frantic.
    God, who would have known that this smart-mouthed woman would push his buttons so hard. She was so not his type. But for tonight she would be. And he would make this night very memorable for her.
    With infinite care Josh continued to lick and suck her clit and the slick, swollen lips of her cunt, savoring the delicious taste of her musk. The little whimpers of pleasure she made drove his own need to the point where he thought for sure his cock would burst through his pants. Reaching for the control he prided himself on he continued to push Ness higher and higher. When he slid two fingers into the clutch of her pussy her soaking-wet walls clamped down on him.
    Sweet Jesus!
    She bent the cast-free leg, digging her heel into the mattress, her fingers clutched in his hair as she thrust her hips at him. She was almost there. Almost there. He took her clit into his mouth again, increased the pace of his fingers and then she exploded. The walls of her pussy contracted over and over as she poured into his hand and he rode her through the contractions.
    But he gave her little time to recover. Just as she began to catch her breath he swirled his tongue around her swollen bun of flesh and worked three fingers into her. Moving them in and out with a studied rhythm he continued to work on her clit until a second orgasm roared through her, shaking her and leaving her limp.
    “Ohmigod.” Her breasts were heaving as she struggled for air. “Ohmigod.”
    She was covered with a fine sheen of perspiration, her skin flushed with satisfaction. But Josh wasn’t done with her yet. She was so responsive he wondered if he’d ever be done with her.
    When he felt her body relax, heard the uneven panting of her breath as she tried to draw air into her lungs, he slipped his hand free and moved up so he could kiss her. Her mouth was hot, her lips soft and sensuous, and on his tongue he carried her taste to share with her. He was gentle with her, cupping her cheeks and brushing her cheekbones with his thumbs. He trailed light kisses along the line of her jaw and down her neck before finally backing off and rising from the bed.
    Ness’ eyes widened as she watched him, her expression a mixture of confusion, anxiety and anger.
    Josh grinned at her. “I’m not leaving. Far from it. We are nowhere near finished here.”
    She must have dated some real assholes if she thought he was finished. Last night was one thing. He swallowed a laugh as he tried to think of that as therapeutic. But tonight was totally different. All evening he’d been dreaming about being inside her, feeling the clutch of her body around him. Her soft breasts pressing into his chest. Her body molded to his.
    As he unbuttoned his shirt he leaned down and brushed his mouth over hers.
    “Don’t worry, pretty lady. We are far from done.”
    Be inventive, she’d told him. He’d need all his ingenuity now.
    In seconds he was free of the rest of his clothes, had pulled a condom from his wallet, suited up and knelt again between her thighs. Ness’ face was still flushed from her previous orgasm but he could tell by the heat flaring in her eyes she was far from satisfied. Her lips