Free Put A Ring On It by Allison Hobbs Page A

feared a seizure. Shawn’s good-fucking dick had been her ruination, she remembered with a bittersweet smile.
    “What’s on your mind?” he asked, mouth aiming for hers.
    Too turned on to respond, she closed her eyes and enjoyed thewarmth of his kiss on her lips. His mouth held a sweet, chocolaty taste with a dash of tart, reminding her of a chocolate truffle with an added note of tangy lemon-ginger.
    His delicious lips glided to her neck, nibbling at her flesh, and then licking her earlobe. She had no coherent words for him, and could only emit a series of purrs and soft moans.
    His tongue found its way inside her ear, causing her legs to part as if an invisible string had pulled them apart. She felt her clit began to swell and took in a deep, shuddering breath.
    “I need you, Shawn,” she whispered as she lowered her body. “Fuck me. Right here.” She patted the floor. Though she tried to control the coarseness of her voice, her bold demand came out raspy and broken.
    Grunting while holding his dick, Shawn joined Vangie on the cold, laminate wood floor. His hand slipped between her legs as he dipped his finger into her heated moisture.
    She gasped at his touch. Vangie realized that she was playing with fire, but she didn’t care about consequences.
    Shawn’s finger suddenly abandoned her hot box. “Where’s the remote?” he asked.
    Perplexed, Vangie frowned. “What?”
    “I wanna turn the TV on, you know, so Yuri won’t hear us.”
    She pointed in the direction of the metal TV stand.
    Shawn got up; a huge erection led him to the other side of the room.
    Vangie couldn’t help feeling a twinge of guilt. As Yuri’s mother, she should have been more concerned than Shawn about Yuri overhearing them. She blamed her clouded judgment on the lengthy sex drought she’d been enduring.
    She stared at Shawn’s handsome profile as he aimed the remote. Then her eyes journeyed downward to his erection and his tightened nut sack. Umph!
    Shawn selected a music station. Classic R&B.
    He turned around and gazed at Vangie, who was sitting up, fingers racking through her hair.
    “You look better than ever,” he murmured, coming toward her.
    Meanwhile, Lionel Ritchie’s smooth sound crooned in the background. “ Hello! Is it me you’re looking for?” Under ordinary circumstances that song would have been a perfectly sweet greeting. But these were not ordinary conditions. Vangie was so worked up, her anxious eyes locked on Shawn. She had to fight an urge to run across the room and tackle him. Had to hold herself back from forcefully taking the dick.
    So while Lionel Ritchie was singing a sweet melody, her pussy was belting out classic Marvin Gaye lyrics, “ Let’s Get It On!”
    On the floor, Shawn climbed on top of her, separated the lips of her aching pussy and eased inside her opening, pushing between a passageway so narrow…so tight, it seemed like virgin territory.
    Vangie’s body reacted to the sweet invasion with squirms and jerks.
    “Relax, Vangie. We gon’ take it nice and slow.”
    Shawn covered her mouth with his. He ran his hands against the soft skin of her shoulders and back, his gentle caresses making her body tingle with desire.
    The tender, slow fuck Shawn was delivering was driving Vangie over the edge. She wanted to be fucked hard. Without emotion. She wanted an exchange of raw desire. It had taken such a long time to get over Shawn, the last thing Vangie needed was to fall in love with him again.
    “I want it rough!”
    “No,” he whispered.
    “Yes! Pull my hair,” she demanded breathlessly.
    “Nah, that’s not even me. I’m not tryna hurt you all like that.”
    “Come on, Shawn,” she cajoled, believing that a little bit of painwould help keep things in perspective. Pain would remind her that she and Shawn would never be an official couple again. Being booty buddies was the most she could hope for. And that wasn’t the kind of situation she wanted to be a part of for more than one