Free Unexpected by Marie Tuhart Page B

at her face. Her mouth was open and her breathing heavy, and she was so damn beautiful. “You taste like cotton candy, one of my favorite foods.”
    “Ryan,” she said his name in a breathless voice.
    His dick shook with need and want, but he would make sure she was ready for him. Pleasure was the name of the game. “You're so wet.” His fingers teased her pussy, not dipping in too far, but enough to test her readiness. Her breathing turned shallow. Her hips shifted restlessly. He figured it wouldn't take much to make her orgasm.
    “Come for me, my Sabrina.” He plunged two fingers into her wet core as he covered her clit with his mouth.
    She cried out, her hands grasping his head, fingers digging into his skull while he pleasured her. Her hips rose and fell in time with his fingers, until her pussy tightened around them. It was time. He flicked her clit over and over with his tongue.
    Her body shook, then stiffened. Her pussy clamped his fingers. Tangling her hands in his hair, she cried out his name, but he continued to stroke her until she went limp, her hands falling to her sides. After a last lingering lick, Ryan raised his head.
    Her nipples stood at attention, her eyes were shut, and her breathing was still shallow, but a shy smile curved her lips. Crawling his way up her body, he found one pink bud and took it deep into his mouth while his hand closed over her other breast.
    “Yes, suck my nipples.” Her hands found his shoulders, nails scraping against his skin.
    His cock pulsed. He had to fuck her, and soon, or he'd lose it. Releasing the one nipple, he used his lips to toy with the other one, before leaning over her and taking her mouth in a long hard kiss.
    Her fingers slipped to his waist, then to his cock. She stroked him root to tip and he groaned into the kiss. Her touch was pure heaven and pure hell. Breaking the kiss, he leaned over to the nightstand.
    “Condom,” he said, opening the drawer. Thank God the box was open. He yanked one out. The box, shaped like a baby carriage, was a joke gift from his sister. She’d given it to him at her baby shower yesterday. He laughed when he’d seen it, but now he was glad he'd kept them in the drawer.
    “Let me.” Sabrina took the foil packet from him, ripped it open and slid the condom over his hard length. The second she released him, he was at her entrance.
    Sabrina held Ryan's gaze as he penetrated her, stretching her. Her eyelids wanted to close, but she wouldn't let them. She wanted to see his face as he fucked her. She wanted to see him fly apart as she had done. He reared back and thrust. A gasp left her lips. Not only was he big, but the ribbed condom itself was teasing her sensitive pussy.
    “Sabrina?” He stilled.
    It took her a minute to get her breath back. “Did you realize those are textured condoms?”
    “Shall I—” he started to pull out.
    “—No.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, her body quivering with need. “Please. Take me. Now.”
    He thrust back into her, pulled out, and then thrust back in. Sabrina moved with him. God, he was big. But, he felt so good. Her pussy clamped around him, wanting to keep him inside her, but she knew it wasn't possible. She traced his spine with her fingers as he continued to love her, the ribbed condom teasing every nerve ending in her pussy. Her stomach tightened.
    No. She didn't want to climax yet. “So damn good. So manly.” He'd already given her one orgasm with his fingers and mouth. She shouldn’t be ready to have another one so quickly, but she was. “I want you.” Her muscles clenched. “Fuck me. Hard. Fast.”
    His brown eyes darkened at her words. Then he grinned.
    He took her mouth and did as she asked. Thrust for thrust, her hips met his. She couldn't seem to get enough air but didn't want to stop kissing him. Loving him. His hands were at her back, lifting her, impaling her, her clit grinding against his pelvis.
    Sabrina screamed into his mouth as her climax took over.