Free Riding Red by Nadia Aidan Page A

the last of his seed into her mouth.
    Teresa swallowed every drop of his essence until there was nothing left, until he was soft within her mouth. Only then did she release him, and Jason pulled his softening cock from between her lips with a ragged sigh.
    He rolled off the bed, and when she heard the adjoining door open then close shut, followed by the splash of water she knew he’d gone to the bathroom to cleanse himself. However, Teresa had no more time to dwell on Jason and his actions because Jeff chose that moment to slam into her with a hard, deep thrust, reminding her that he was still there and still undeniably hard.
    Before she could take her next breath, he pulled out of her just long enough to flip her over onto her back. Not even a second passed before he was surging into her, filling her to the depths of her core with his hot, throbbing shaft. Jeff hooked her legs with his arms, holding her spread wide. The position sent him tunnelling deeper than before and she gasped as she reached out to grip his forearms, her nails digging into his flesh.
    He stilled instantly, his brow furrowing into a frown. “Did I hurt you?”
    She shook her head, and smiled. “N-no, it just took me by surprise. I’m fine,” she assured him.
    Jeff continued to stare down at her, his eyes still shadowed with concern. She lifted her hand, her fingers lightly tracing the grooves in his brow until they disappeared. She then slid her fingers down his cheek across his chin. When she touched his mouth, she nearly came undone when he parted his lips to suck her fingers into his moist heat.
    When finally he released her, the wicked grin that hitched up his lips made her heart skip a beat and the look that passed between them nearly robbed her of her next breath. It was an intimate look, one shared between teasing lovers. Before Teresa could examine what had just happened between them—before she could reflect on what she’d glimpsed in his eyes and the answering flutter in her heart—he dipped his head within the crook of her neck and kissed her flesh.
    His lips were tender, his wet tongue sliding across her heated skin at the same time he renewed his thrusts inside her body, his cock probing the sweet depths of her cunt.
    With her arms clasped around his neck, she anchored herself against him, rocking her hips to the rhythm of his strokes. Jeff cursed against her throat as he flattened his chest atop hers, his hips pistoning furiously. It was all Teresa could do to cling to him as sweat trickled down their bodies, glistening against their skin. His breaths were hot, harsh pants against her neck and his every movement caused the rough hairs of his chest to scrape against her sensitive nipples.
    Still riding the high of her last orgasm, Teresa did not think she could come again, but as Jeff surged into her, the broad head of his cock brushing against her G-spot, a knot of pulsating heat coiled in her belly.
    “I’m coming,” Jeff rasped, his thrusts taking on an urgency that had not been there before. “Fuck, Teresa, I’m coming,” he growled, every muscle in his body straining towards release.
    Teresa felt him swell inside her, his hard length battering against the tight walls of her tunnel. He stroked every sensitive nerve within her cunt, and before she could gather her next breath, a wave of heat crashed down upon her, forcing her to cry out.
    Her pussy gushed with her hot satiny juices, drenching Jeff in her release as her sheath clamped down around his thrusting cock. Her orgasm shattered the last threads of his control and Jeff pumped into her one last time before he exploded. She felt his hot liquid blast into her cunt, followed by a harsh curse. Jeff pulled out of her in the next instant, and with one hand he jacked his cock, spurting the last of his hot release against her belly with a deep, satiated groan.
    When he was finally spent, Jeff collapsed beside her, his hand absently stroking her thigh. It was a long while before