Free Sarim's Scent by Juliette Springs Page A

too,” he murmured, the low rumble of his voice against her making her even more hot.
    She couldn’t take anymore of this mind-blowing pleasure. It felt so good, it hurt.
    She felt one of his thick, long fingers penetrate her tight opening. She tensed. “Easy now,” he whispered as he gently worked it in easily as his fingers were guided by the juices she felt flowing from her body. She relaxed as she felt the fullness ease the demanding ache inside her. “More,” she whispered, lifting her hips up and pressing upward to take in more of his thick finger.
    He added another finger and started to move them in, then out of her. At first she moved with him, but a stab of pain made her still. She issued a low cry.
    “Sorry, baby, you’re so tight,” he whispered.
    She forgot how to breathe as he started to finger her and suckle her magic button at the same time. She took in deep, ragged breaths and moved her hips up and down, urging him to suck harder, move his fingers faster. She wanted more, needed more. She felt tense as her body moved to its own beat, seeking more, moving toward an unattainable goal.
    Her center was coiled tight. Why did she feel like she was on the edge of a wonderful, pleasurable cliff? Until the most amazing explosion happened. Every muscle in her body tightened, then released at once, pulsing pleasure throughout her body. She screamed his name over and over, but the words never left her mouth. Her whole body vibrated uncontrollably. It was the most wonderful, amazing, frightening thing she had ever experienced. She closed her eyes, feeling like a limp, cooked noodle, but absolutely relaxed and at peace. She couldn’t move.
    “Are you all right?” Ivan asked.
    She nodded, embarrassed to open her eyes and look at him.
    He laughed and kissed her on her forehead. “Don’t tell me you’re through. We’re just getting started.”
    She opened her eyes in shock as he leaned closer and gave her a kiss. He increased the pressure, then, sliding his tongue in her mouth, deepened the kiss, rolling his tongue around hers. Amazingly, she felt the bottom half of her body tingle. Again. How could she possible have anything left? He continued to kiss her gently and run his hands all over her body. Everywhere he touched, heat blazed and a slow fire started to burn inside of her. He slipped his fingers into her still damp core, and she went back up in flames.
    He spread her legs with his knee and settled between her thighs. She gasped and opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze. Was she ready to take this step with Ivan? Things had already changed between them, but having actual intercourse would irrevocably change their friendship. They would become part of each other, connected in the most intimate way two people could be. Was she ready?
    She lowered her gaze and glimpsed his thick manhood. With a boldness she didn’t know she had, she reached down and placed her hand around it. The shaft was indeed thick, but soft with an inner core of what felt like steel. She measured it using her hand as a guide. It was quite long, extending from her wrist to the end of her middle finger. Fear shot through her.
    “What?” Ivan asked.
    “How are you going to fit all of that inside me?”
    He gave a sexy deep chuckle. “Like this.” Without giving her a chance to react, he entered her tightness with the broad tip of his penis.
    She tensed, then relaxed, surprised her feminine core opened easily. He slid his fullness into her completely, embedded so deep she felt his pubic hairs against hers. She closed her eyes and let out a delicious, “Ohhh.” For the first time in her life, she felt complete. Nothing else mattered, her search for her father, her anger toward him, her hatred of how he had abandoned her had all left her psyche.
    Hearing her low cry of pleasure, Ivan started pumping into her, gently at first, then with stronger, harder thrusts.
    The only thing that mattered were the incredible sensations Ivan was