Free Finding Home by Lacey Thorn Page A

were filled with need and somehow she knew he was waiting for her to tell him it was okay. And she would. Because no matter what he’d done, she still loved him. She could hold everything against him…or she could let it go. He had come back for her. It had taken him long enough, but he had come back. And for this moment that was all she was going to care about.
    She leant up on her elbows and nodded her head at him. “Fuck me, Jordan,” she told him in a voice husky from the way she had screamed with pleasure just moments before. “Fuck me hard and fast until I can’t feel anything but you and me.”
    He smiled at her and with a flick of his wrist the top button on his jeans was undone and he was slipping the zipper gingerly down over his bare skin. She loved that about him, the way he was always naked under his jeans. With other clothes he wore boxer briefs, but with his jeans he was bare. Her mouth watered as his flesh flexed forward, the tip already wet with his pre-cum.
    She wanted to lick it, to suck his flesh. She wanted his taste on her tongue as hers was still on his. And that quickly, while he was still working free of the denim, she sat up and swung her legs to the side coming easily to her hands and knees on the bed.
    With one hand she cupped his balls and the other she wrapped as far as she could around the thick stalk of his cock. She couldn’t wait. So she leant in and bathed the head with her tongue swiping that tiny bit of his essence into her mouth and savouring it.
    He groaned and she looked up and into his eyes and smiled. She was as good as he was. He’d taught her well. Taught her all the ways that she could please him with her mouth. And she knew just the way he liked to have just the head of his cock sucked while her hand stroked up and down the shaft. She remembered how much he liked it when she flicked her tongue in the tiny notch just under the head. He was very sensitive there.
    She slipped him from her mouth and latched her lips around that notch and sucked. Jordan clenched his fingers in her hand and thrust against her, making her release him so that her lips slid down his cock to the swollen balls that were snug beneath. She sucked first one globe and then the other into her mouth being both gentle and rough in turns, sending the pleasure spiraling out of control in him.
    Jordan tugged hard at her hair, sending tingles through her scalp as he pulled her mouth away from him.
    “I’m going to fuck you now,” he promised. “I’m going to take you hard and fast until you scream.” He bent down to her and took her mouth in a full-on assault of a kiss. His tongue invaded and possessed, and the eroticism of tasting her own essence on his tongue almost made her orgasm. He thrust it deep into her mouth and she sucked it, welcoming the taste that filled her mouth.
    Jordan returned the favour, nipping her bottom lip when she tried to regain control. Then he pulled away and she did her best to follow rising to her knees on the bed. But he just nipped her again and smiled.
    “I’m going to make you scream all night long,” he vowed. “Now turn around and get back on your hands and knees.”
    She did as he asked and then moved further onto the bed to make room for him behind her. And with no more foreplay between them he grabbed her hips, pulling her back into him and arching over her. His teeth found her shoulder just as he slipped one hand down between her thighs to guide his cock home. And then it was stars and explosions and a euphoria that coursed through her in never-ending spirals. It was hard and it was fast. It was everything she remembered and so much more.
    He pounded into her wet cunt giving her no time to recover as she lost herself in the orgasms racking her body. It was like the final firework display on the Fourth of July, the one where the colours kept booming into the sky and it seemed that it would never end. That she didn’t want it to end. This never ending orgasm was