Free Viper's Kiss by London Casey, Karolyn James Page B

shoulders and he stood up. Jessa went
into the air with an even louder scream. Both hands grabbed at his hair. It was
certain she had never been handled like this before. But Blaine was doing her a
favor. He was getting her off her feet so she could enjoy it more.
    He walked her to the table and put
her down on it. It was the greatest meal he ’ d
ever have at his dining room table. His mouth didn ’ t leave her body during the move. His hands slid up
her body, his right hand cutting up her shirt. His left hand turned, his thumb
pulling at her soft mound, exposing her even more. He suckled hard against her clit
and pulled back. Jessa tried to go with him but Blaine held her down. He felt
her rolling against his tongue as she let out a painful cry.
    “ Fuck! ” she yelled.
    His mouth popped free. He looked up
at her. He licked his lips. Her eyes were wide, still full of fear, but the
lust was taking over. She was breaking open in so many ways.
    Their eyes locked and Blaine couldn ’ t break the stare. He brought
his thumb down to her clit and pressed. He twisted his thumb and watched her
body react. Her hips wiggled and she bit her lip.
    “ Yeah, ” Blaine said. “ You fucking love it. You ’ ve always wanted this. ”
    His thumb slid down and touched her
tender hole. He pressed against her, feeling her welcome his touch. As he moved
his thumb he heard the sound of it. The wetness was everywhere. It was driving
him fucking insane to stare at her like this.
    Jessa started to breathe heavier.
Her hips pumped back and forth, shaking the table.
    “ Yeah, ” she whispered. “ Go … hurry …”
    Blaine brought his hand between her
legs. He thrust two fingers into her pussy. He dug deep, feeling her squeezing
against him. He turned his fingers and curled, knowing right where to find all
the right spots. The second he did so, Jessa ’ s
head fell back and she moaned.
    Grinning, Blaine stayed right
there. Curling his fingers over and over like he was calling someone over to
him. The only true thing he was calling was for Jessa ’ s climax.
    Which he got a few seconds
later.
    Jessa bent her legs and brought
them to the table. She dug her heels and lifted her ass off the table. Blaine
was so close to touching Jessa ’ s
breast but he couldn ’ t
resist cupping her ass while she came. That wild feeling of a woman clenching,
releasing, clenching … ah,
the fucking greatest drug ever … sex …
    Blaine cupped her ass with one hand
as she came. He put his mouth back to her clit and stayed there as she rocked
up and down. He felt her oozing to his touch and knew this was long from being
over.
    When Blaine stopped, he grabbed
Jessa at her hips. He kissed up to the bottom of her shirt and hoodie. That ’ s when he stood completely up.
    “ Holy
fuck, ” Jessa groaned as she
reached for his shirt.
    Blaine grabbed her wrist and
twisted it away.
    “ You
don ’ t get to say that yet,
sweetheart, ” Blaine
growled. “ I ’ m just getting started with you. ”

ten.
     
    Jessa was losing her fucking mind.
    Every second with Blaine she told
herself to get the hell away from him. But she didn ’ t stop him. Yeah, she grabbed his hair … but she pulled it. She stared
into his eyes as he made her come.
    It was betrayal, wasn ’ t it? The worst kind of
betrayal. Losing herself to some wicked fantasy temptation. But it felt so
good. It felt too good to be real. But Blaine knew everything. Without asking a
question, he knew goddamn everything. He knew how unsatisfied Jessa had been.
He knew how to kiss, lick, suck, and move in ways that seemed impossible. When
she climaxed the first time, it was a tingling rush that her body had been
craving for so long. The second time, after Blaine threw her on top and went
back to work, that was like a weight lifting off of her heart.
    And now she was sitting up,
following the command of Blaine ’ s
hands as he took off her hoodie and shirt at the same time. She then put her
hands to the