Free Caramel Kisses by T.J. Michaels Page A

as fragrant and enticing as the fruit he’d eaten for the past couple of days. Juicy and cocoa-pink he couldn’t wait to sink himself into her creaming channel.
    “Bedroom. Quick,” she gasped with need.
    Drew picked her up, glad when she automatically wrapped her legs around his waist as he flew toward the stairs.
    The carpet was thick and soft under his bare feet as he navigated the left staircase. Gritting his teeth against the delicious friction of his cock against the dewy lips of her cunt, he headed in the direction Sydni indicated between her sweet moans and gasps.
    The woman had style. Everything up here was done in tans, golds , winter white and rich burgundy. But damn he wished her house was just a bit smaller so he could get her to a bed faster. The feel of her warm skin sliding against his almost made him stop at the nearest wall and pushing her up against it to take her hard and fast.
    “Last door on the left. Oh god, hurry!”
    Once in her bedroom, Drew didn’t bother to look around. All he wanted was the bed with Syndi spread over it.
    “Nightstand drawer,” she gasped with a wild roll of her hips. “Condom.”
    He reached over, slid open the drawer and blindly groped for a little foil packet, handed it to Sydni as he sank back on his knees between her thighs.
    She sat up with her legs draped over his thighs and snatched the condom out of his fingers. The woman was quick, flexible and agile. Perfect combination for hot jungle sex. Damn. All it did was make him hotter.
    “ Sydni , I want inside of you, baby. I’ve never had unprotected sex with a woman. My last trip to the doctor was thankfully uneventful and I haven’t been with anyone since then.”
    Panting, still struggling with the stupid condom, she asked, “How long?”
    “A year.”
    Her expression said, “Yeah right,” but her lips simply trembled as he fingered her clit. Sydni rolled the condom over his thick stalk. It broke.
    Drew grabbed another little packet. Her hand shook as she tried to open it and slide it over his girth. He winced—it was just too small. He grimaced at the pain of the thing squeezing his cock like a rubber band wrapped too tight over a finger. Finally, the damn rubber ripped.
    “ Syd , I’m clean but I have more condoms in my wallet.” Ones that fit , he thought as one hand worked her breasts and the other sank two fingers deep into her quivering sex. “I can go downstairs and get one.”
    She gathered up the ruined condoms and tossed them into the air yelling desperately, “Oh god, just fuck me already! Please.”
    First date, or second date…hell, some rules were made to be broken.
    Fingers dug into Drew’s biceps as he eased inside, pulled back, then pushed in a bit more. Breath forced itself from her lungs in wrenching gasps. Such pleasure. Such mind numbing, nerve tingling pleasure.
    Scalding delicious thickness stretched her to just below the burning point. Sydni’s pussy made it clear with a singe-tingle twinge that it had never taken anything quite so thick, but wanted more of it anyway.
    And then he was seated. A lover’s kiss, so tender and sweet bombarded her senses with the taste, the smell of him. Mmm , her own scent was mixed in from when he’d gone down on her. Then his large hand landed on her hip with a smack. She yelped, then yelled as the man began to plow her pussy like a specially designed snow plow blowing everything out of its way leaving the smooth evidence of its passing for days to come. Ass muscles bunched as Drew worked his length in and out of her body. A deep exhale and an oh-so-manly grunt accompanied each full thrust. Her thighs trembled and burned as he fucked her deep, then deeper still. And all she could think was, “More”.
    And for goodness sake, he accommodated her until she exploded again. Three orgasms in one go-round? It was unheard of. Impossible. Sigh…fucking wonderful.
     
    A couple of hours later, Drew awoke with the hard-on from hell. Well, no