Free Razing Ryker (Dissonance Book 1) by Jordanna James

how far she could stretch and when she was opened wide to him, he licked his tongue slowly up her center where her rich scent filled his nose and made his dick rise in his pants. She sighed, her fingers finding their way into his hair and holding him to her as he lapped at her fold, savoring the taste of her want. He found her head and licked her clit in firm, languid circles that made her jerk and gasp. He brought her to the edge and pulled away, then took her back again until she was pleading the way she had been the last time they’d fucked.
    “Make me come, Cam. Jesus, please, make me come.”
    “Not yet,” he told her. He slid one finger insider her and curved it, finding her G-spot and twitching, caressing against it.
    “Fuck!” she cried, falling back against the table. She writhed and squirmed as he worked her from the inside out, licking her clit as he fondled her. “Please, please, fuck!”
    He pulled out his finger, thrust in three, and sucked hard and fast on her clit.
    She blew up. Her body seized and she whimpered as the pleasure took her over. He pulled back, watching his fingers fucking her and coming back wetter with every thrust. Finally he pulled out completely and slipped a condom on his dick. She was still panting on the table when he thrust inside her and made her shout again.
    She wrapped her legs around him and her heels dug into his ass, but he didn’t care. He drove into her and watched her breasts bounce with every thrust. She reached up and took them in her hands, pinching her own nipples and squeezing her full flesh. She pushed them together and he imagined fucking them. He imagined coming all over them, on her stomach, on her red mouth. He imagined her lips around his cock sucking him off and he nearly lost his shit right then and there.
    Samantha sat up suddenly and pressed her mouth over his, tasting her own desire on his lips and licking it clean from his mouth. She bit down on his lip the way she had in the studio.
    “Fuck me until I’m sore,” she moaned against his mouth. “Fuck me raw. Fuck me ruined. Make me come around your cock until it hurts us both.”
    “You’re fucking crazy,” he panted, loving every word from her dirty mouth.
    “I’m fucking serious, Cam. Take me. Make me yours. You want me, don’t you?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Then fucking take me,” she growled.
    He pulled out of her, surprising her, then he spun her around and pushed her down on her stomach on the table. He thrust back inside her as he reached around and felt for her clit, his fingers dancing over his own dick where it pushed in and out of her. He found her swollen nub and rubbed it vigorously. She yelped and groaned as he thrust harder and harder inside of her until she began to shake and tremble. He came inside of her as she clenched on his cock but he didn’t stop. He pounded into her as long as he could. He pushed and pushed until his dick went soft from exertion and he couldn’t go any longer.
    “Like that?” he asked, panting and sweat soaked.
    “No,” she answered in a content whisper, her face flat against the table and her hot breath fogging the surface. “But we’ll get there.”
    Four times. It took fucking her four times to get her to leave him alone. She was insatiable. At the end of it his dick was raw and angry at him and she’d come seven times as far as he knew. May have been more. He was lucky his roommates were all gone for the night because they’d done it on every surface of the apartment, including their beds. Samantha was a freak. He was pretty sure he’d be in love with her if he could be.
    If his heart hadn’t been devoured by a damn demon.
    “What’d you mean by ‘it sure as shit is now?’” she asked breathlessly.
    They were laying on the floor stark naked and staring at the ceiling after having done it missionary just to mix things up. You know you’re having a good day when missionary feels like a new adventure.
    “What?” Cameron asked,