Free Overdrive by Chloe Cole Page A

and wet.” He pressed forward, nudging her slick clit with his thumb.
    Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips as her head fell back.
    “Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my mouth, right here. Sucking you, licking you,” he urged. Her hips fluttered as she tried to lure him deeper. He shifted back so he could get a better view of her pussy open and dripping for him. He poised two fingers at her entrance and dipped them into her in a shallow thrust.
    “I could lick your clit while I do this, Frankie. It would feel so fucking good. Tell me you want it and it’s yours.” He thrust again, groaning as her silky walls squeezed.
    She gasped. “Please, Mac.”
    Her voice was all breath, and he leaned in close. “Please what, baby? Tell me what you want.”
    “Please, put your mouth on me.”
    The words made his cock jerk, and he dropped to his knees. He spread her lips, elated to see the creamy moisture that gathered there from his touch. Bending toward her, he flicked his tongue against her swollen clit, and she cried out.
    She sank a hand in his hair and yanked. “So good,” she whispered.
    Her praise sent his body into overdrive, and he drew the little nub into his mouth, working it with lips and tongue. She twisted and bucked against him, then froze as he slid two fingers over her.
    “Oh God,” she groaned.
    He pushed deep, thrusting into her tight, clasping sheath. Her whole body was taut, primed, ready to blow, and if he moved, she would orgasm. He stilled as she moaned, hanging on the precipice. Her muscles strained and trembled.
    “Mac,” she sobbed, arching her hips to take him further, to send her over.
    He blew a soft puff of air on her overheated skin, and she jerked. He wanted to capture this moment in his mind forever. The sight of her gorgeous pussy, creamy liquid trickling down her thigh. The sound of her breathy gasps. The scent of her body, sweet and mysterious. His cock screamed for attention, precome streaming out as he tried to hold on.
    She tangled her fingers into his hair and forced him to look up at her. “Fuck me.” Her eyes were wild, her nostrils flaring delicately.
    His heart tripped as he stood and withdrew his fingers from her body. Clutching her hips, he centered himself, sliding into her in one smooth motion. He caught her gaze and held it, savoring the sensations bombarding him. She was finally here. After all the nights he’d spent dreaming of her, of them, together like this, it was actually happening. Her dark eyes burned like coals, reflecting back the emotions threatening to drown him. She loved him too. The certainty of it settled into his bones, giving him a sense of peace he’d never known. Now he just needed to get her to see it. He traced the elegant line of her jaw with his thumb before she turned her head, breaking the connection.
    She reached around him and clutched his ass, anchoring him to her, fanning the physical flames in an obvious effort to withdraw from the emotional. He tamped down the flash of disappointment. It wasn’t important. All that mattered was that she loved him, and he had all the time in the world for her to figure that out.
    Following her cue, he leaned forward to nip at her juicy bottom lip as he drew his hips back and then slid them home again. She arched her back in response, drawing him deeper. Sucking his tongue into her mouth, she locked her legs around him. The intensity of it rocked him to his soul, and the inferno roared out of control. Suddenly, the need to come barreled down on him, his balls growing tight. Desperate to take her with him, he gripped her hips, sliding her over his distended cock until she threw her head back with a scream. Every beautiful inch of her went taut as she stilled, her inner walls pulling at him, urging his own release. He thrust hard one last time as her body pulsed over him, milking his cock. The orgasm ripped through him, and he clutched her head in his hands as he exploded into her waiting