Free Zeke (The Powers That Be, Book 2) by Harper Bentley Page B

away, I saw his eyes get
even more heated as he looked at me, still in my jeans but now just
in my bra.
    “Fuckin’
hell,” I heard him rasp then he cupped my breast, his hot mouth
kissing the swell of it before trailing down over the fabric of my
bra where he suddenly sucked my nipple into his mouth through the
sheer lace.
    “Zeke,” I
breathed when he yanked the cup down exposing my breast and his
mouth covered my nipple again, sucking it in hard as my head fell
back, my fingers digging into his hair clutching hard.
    The next thing
I knew, he’d flipped us again and I lost my jeans and was now down
to my lacy white panties. His mouth kissed its way down my abdomen
toward them to the top of the waistband where I saw him look up at
me, his eyes full of wicked intentions making me gasp as he slid my
panties down my legs and off and then his mouth was there .
    Oh, God.
    Yes.
    He held my
bottom in his hands as he expertly lapped his tongue against me,
sucking and kissing, licking and thrusting, knowing exactly what to
do to get me primed. My body hummed with unspent pleasure,
building, building, building until he moved his hand around
and drove two fingers inside me at the same time his tongue flicked
my clitoris. The humming inside me turned to an intense thrumming
making me dig my feet into his back and arch up off the bed. He did
the tongue flick again before he sucked me inside his mouth and I
was done for, screaming out my release as my orgasm blasted through
me.
    As I came back
to myself, I felt his body slowly gliding up mine as he left hot,
burning kisses across my stomach coming up to pull down the other
cup of my bra and flicking his tongue (seriously, that tongue flick
was all but doing me in) across my nipple before he drew it inside
his mouth, sucking hard making me arch up off the bed again with a
moan.
    Then his face
was above mine, a smug look covering it as his eyes glittered with
what could only be satisfaction for a job well done and I couldn’t
have agreed more.
    “Like my mouth
on you, don’t you?” he coaxed, his voice all deep and gravelly, his
eyes sparkling with lust. I could only nod as I lay there panting,
the aftershocks of what he’d done to me keeping my body wired. I
felt his hand moving between us at the buttons of his jeans then I
got his eyes again. “Think you’ll like this too,” he said, his arm
moving up and curling around my head, holding it in a lover’s
embrace which felt so intimate. His lips brushed mine and when he
pulled his face away, he kept his eyes steady on me as I felt the
tip of his shaft at my opening.
    “Zeke,” I
breathed as he slowly entered me, his girth, not to mention his
length, making me squirm.
    God.
    He slowly
rolled his hips several times, inching in deeper with each thrust
until he was fully seated inside me then stopped to allow me to
adjust to his size.
    “Okay?” he
asked, his beautiful eyes on mine filled with concern.
    God!
    “Yes,” I
whispered on a small gasp, knowing my eyes were huge as I looked up
at him in awe.
    I saw the
sides of his eyes crinkle for a moment but then he started moving
and pure desire flashed in them once again.
    For me.
    Wow.
    As he thrust,
I felt it building again. Fast. Holy sheesus.
    “Oh, my god,”
I moaned, my fingers clamping onto his back as I grew closer to my
climax.
    His head came
down next to my ear. “So fucking good…” he muttered then a purely
male sound came from his throat, a groan mixed with a growl, which
was so sexy, so erotic, I found myself flying, my orgasm blasting
through my body in one big surge.
    “Zeke!” I
cried out, my channel pulsing around his length so tightly that he
made another sound and I was hit again as my climax continued
slamming through me.
    He flipped me
to my belly then grabbed my hips, jerking them up and reentered me
so powerfully that on each drive inside, I emitted sounds that were
nowhere near coherent, just little whimpers of pleasure.
    “Feel