Free Open In Private by Samantha Gentry Page A

the house and pulled her into his arms. At the same time, he kicked the door shut with his foot. Then his mouth took control. He thrust his tongue against hers, tasting and exploring. He ran his hands inside her negligee, around to her back, then down to her ass. He slipped them inside her panties and grasped her ass cheeks. Her entire body quivered as she pressed her hips forward and rubbed against his erection.
    Fuck dinner. It wasn't his stomach that needed to be fed. He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. A dozen candles flickered, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The soft glow painted the room in a golden hue. He gently placed her in the middle of the bed. His gaze touched and traced every curve of her body. Her pebbled nipples topped perfect breasts, begging to be sucked. Her labored breathing thrust them up and toward him as if they were beckoning. The lacy bikini panties barely hid the blonde curls adorning her mound. Passion sparked from the depths of her blue eyes.
    Everything teased his senses and he wanted it all. He pulled off his jacket and draped it across the arm of a chair. While he did that, she cast off her negligee. Without taking his eyes off her, he quickly doffed the rest of his clothes, leaving them in a pile at the foot of the bed. His cock stood at rigid attention, the head a deep red.
    Then he nearly lost what little composure he still possessed when she spread her legs, arched her hips upward, and slipped her hand inside her panties. He felt the groan all the way down his throat and through his lungs until it grabbed his cock. He yanked down her panties so he could see exactly what her hand was doing—resting against her pussy, teasing her clit, or was she fingerfucking herself for his visual pleasure. He reveled in her acceptance of variety. She was uninhibited in her willingness to express her desires, open to new things rather than all closed off. It made her the perfect sex partner. But there was so much more to her than just hot sex. And he wanted it all.
    Her finger disappeared between her pussy lips, then reappeared again coated in a glistening sheen of moisture. He grasped her hand and sucked the wet finger, her unique taste exploding inside his mouth. A sharp jolt of lust surged through his body. He had never experienced the full impact of being super horny until now even though it had only been a week since they fucked until exhaustion took over. He kneeled on the bed between her spread legs, then lifted them up across his shoulders opening her pussy to him. Using his hands to support her ass from beneath, he clamped his eager mouth on her quivering pussy.
    The engorged clit pulsed between his lips as he nibbled. His tongue drew out her juices with each flick into her slit. He had learned to read her body. Her erratic thrusts and sensual moans told him she was close to orgasm. And he was going to make sure she got there. He inserted his fingertip into her ass while sucking her clit.
    Carli's mind swirled in a euphoric fog of ecstasy. Her entire body trembled in tune with the throbbing deep inside her pussy. The convulsions took hold and spread. Her tongue fluttered back and forth between her upper and lower lips. She cupped the underside of her boobs and bounced them while rubbing her thumb against her nipples. It had been a week and she was horny as hell. She definitely needed this.
    Before becoming intimately involved with Parker, her sex life seemed to center around her vibrator more than the occasional partner. It got the job done…sort of. Going three or four months without having the real thing had become the norm and those times were more in the nature of friend with benefits rather than a romantic encounter—fucking simply for sexual satisfaction. Now…one week without Parker's incredible expertise giving her torrid orgasms seemed like forever.
    With her legs still over his shoulders, she watched through half-open eyes as he repositioned himself