Free Fallon's Fall by Jordan Summers Page B

and deadly horns didn’t detract from his handsome face. If anything, they added to his good looks. He had grown from a flirtatious boy into a striking man. The air of pride surrounding him made the vulnerability in his golden eyes all the more startling—and utterly irresistible.
    Despite his confident appearance, he was as unsure about this as she was. Had she not seen the uncertainty in his eyes, Dora might’ve said no. But that vulnerability was her undoing. She crossed the room and grabbed Fallon by the back of the neck. She pulled his lips down to hers and kissed him.
    He stood frozen for a minute, but only minute, then he kissed her back. And oh could he kiss. Dora's toes curled in her boots right before she went up in flames. The years faded instantly and suddenly they were back in the paddock. Two teens fumbling with their clothes, praying that their fathers wouldn’t catch them.
    Expect Fallon didn’t fumble, when he removed her shirt or when he loosened her pants. His movements were confident and practiced. A sting of jealousy struck, but Dora quickly shoved it away. The past was the past. All she wanted to focus on was this moment.
    With trembling fingers, she grasped the front of his flight suit and pulled. It opened straight down the middle, leaving a vast expanse of hard muscle visible. “Take this off,” she murmured.
    “I want you to remove it.” Fallon couldn’t believe this was happening. It was taking every fiber of his being not to rip her clothes off and toss Dora on his pallet. But he didn’t want to rush this moment. It was a moment he had waited ten long years for. He planned to savor it, savor her.
    Dora quickly undressed him.
    Having her hands on him almost undid Fallon. He removed the last of her clothing. A wealth of flawless skin met his gaze. Her breasts were so much larger now with bright pink nipples that were made for sucking. He had glimpsed them when he was a teen. Touched them through her clothes. Longed to taste them, but this was the first chance he’d gotten to truly explore them. Fallon wondered if they tasted as sweet as they looked.
    Dora’s panties hit the floor and the ability to think deserted him. Fallon stared at the thin slash of dark curls covering her sex. He inhaled, taking in her feminine musk. The scent went straight to his head before traveling south to his cock. He fell to his knees and buried his nose between her thighs.
    “Fallon?” Dora asked.
    “Shh,” he murmured. “Give me a minute.” He held her tight, inhaling deeply. Goddess, her scent was incredible. Fallon nuzzled her, making sure his horns brushed her abdomen. A shiver rocked his spine. He couldn’t wait to impale her in every way.
    Dora trembled in his arms. “Please,” she whispered.
    “Open for me,” he said.
    She didn’t hesitate. Dora stepped wide, leaving her open for his exploration. Fallon did not delay. He ducked his head and swiped his tongue across her moist slit. Her taste exploded on his tongue and he groaned.
    “Oh Dora,” he said. “I’ve waited so long to do this.”
    “Was it worth the wait?” she asked hesitantly.
    His gaze locked on hers and Fallon licked his lips. “What do you think?”
    Dora thought if he did that again she was going to explode. Her breath deepened. The look in his eyes was so savage, so possessive that it left her shaken. She held onto his shoulders, sinking her short nails into his skin as he dipped between her thighs once more and licked.
    And licked. And…licked some more.
    Her knees quaked as he gripped her hips and drove his tongue inside of her. The skin on her scalp tightened and her whole body tensed. “Fallon,” she said breathlessly. “I’m not going to last long.”
    “Yes, you are,” he rasped. “You’re not going to come until I give you permission. Now spread your legs wider.”
    Dora’s legs wobbled as she followed his command.
    “Perfect.” Fallon stroked the tuft of hair covering her hidden folds.
    His tongue