Free Nymph (A Paranormal Romance Trilogy, #1) by Alexis Shore Page A

her nipples.
    She swore quietly, and tugged up the cups, releasing her tits from their entrapment, and he immediately and eagerly sucked one of her nipples deep into his mouth.
    “Ahh, good boy,” she said, breathless.
    As he feasted on her swollen nipples, one at a time, hungry and passionate, she began to yank open the fly of her jeans, wriggling the denim down her hips until they were bunched below her knees. Her red panties seemed so bright in the darkness of the car, and she knew they would be soaked with her arousal.
    And she didn’t wait for him to find out. His teeth nipped at her left nipple, and she fingered at her clit through the damp cotton, loving the way her body was responding to the attention.
    She felt like a cheap whore, letting some guy use her like this after only twenty minutes of exchanging messages on their smartphones. It was so damn horny.
    His hand pushed hers aside, snaking into the panties and finding her clit directly, flicking and fumbling at it inexpertly, but it still felt good. She couldn’t even remember his name now, and here he was, strumming her button and getting her so wet and ready for his cock.
    She found that cock, pushing the denim of his jeans around its shape, feeling its size and heat, as he sucked as much of her right breast into his wet mouth as he could. Then he let it go with a loud slurp, and she started to wank the shape of his cock slowly.
    His fingers pushed past her swollen wet lips, and she gasped as he penetrated her with an ease that made her feel even more wanton. He started to fuck her with those fingers, hard, loud, and fast.
    Her head thumped back into the head rest, and she turned to look out of the passenger window, seeing a face peering back at her. It baulked and moved back into the shadows, leaving only her reflection staring back at her, eyes heavy with arousal, mouth open and jutting as she moaned against his fingers.
    She took a deep breath and looked out of each window, seeing at least half a dozen prying sets of eyes watching them go at it.
    It’s why she’d chosen this place to meet.
    An audience.
    And it made her so damn wet that she started to push back onto his fingers, fucking them back now, feeling the knuckle of his thumb on her hooded clit. She was close, and she told him so, looking right into the face a woman  leering in from the driver’s side window.
    Chloe wanted to fling open the doors and ask them all in to fuck her, to wank themselves over her, to finger and suck and probe and bite her body.
    But she didn’t have time.
    The thought though was enough to break the dam, and her body stiffened as the waves of her orgasm burst through her, gasping and swearing, holding his wrist still until the moment was gone. She pulled him out of her with a shiver and bought his wet fingers to her mouth, sucking them and tasting herself on his skin.
    And it made her want something else in her mouth.
    “Take it out,” she said with husky breathlessness.
    Thankfully, he didn’t need telling twice.
    As he tore open his fly and pulled his jeans down, she did the same to her panties, pushing them down to join the rest of her clothes in the foot well now. She wanted to be naked for this, unfastening the bra as she spoke.
    “Show me how hard I make you.”
    “I’m so fucking hard,” he gasped as he sat back, naked, gripping his swollen cock in one hand, squeezing the base hard so the rest of it got bigger. At least he hadn’t lied about its size. She’d wanted something huge inside of her for days.
    “Good boy,” she hissed, and ducked her head to his lap, sliding down its length with a wet hunger, sucking hard, feeling it fill her fully as she found her clit and resumed its strumming.
    His hands cupped her head, and she moaned hard, letting him feel it through his massive shaft, wanting him to urge her deeper. But he didn’t, he just let her go at her own pace, and that’s not what she wanted.
    Fuck it.
    She pushed two fingers inside her wet