Free Lillian's Light Horseman by Jasmine Hill Page A

Realizing his intention, she gasped. “No, William.”
    “Hush, my sweet. I want to taste you.” He gripped her hips to still her, then closed his mouth over her sex, delving his tongue deep inside her. The feel of his lips at her most intimate place was like nothing she’d ever experienced. In an instant, she forgot her inhibitions and shamelessly thrust against his mouth, desperate for more of him.
    He growled low in his throat and swept his lips down her inner thigh. “I can taste your arousal, darling. You taste so sweet.” He breathed against her sensitive flesh then flicked his tongue up to lave her cleft.
    She cried out in pleasure when he added a finger to his thrusting tongue, then pressed his thumb to her clitoris and pushed, massaging the little bundle of nerves. The myriad sensations in her belly coalesced and grew into a roaring inferno, tightening her insides. She held her breath and tensed as waves of pleasure swept through her, racking her body with shudders and hazing her vision in blinding white. He continued to suck at her pulsing core, working her slowly down through her intense release.
    She lay panting heavily, covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, when William crawled lazily back up her body. “You. Are. So. Fucking. Responsive,” he spoke each word against her mouth.
    He kissed her, running his tongue along her lips. “Taste yourself on me,” he demanded, kissing her deeply. She should have been scandalized by the act but she kissed him back desperately, probing his mouth with her tongue. She arched into him and curled her fingers in his hair to hold him to her, relishing the salty tanginess of her own arousal. He pulled away from their kiss when they were both breathless and ran his lips down her neck, biting the flesh where her shoulder met her throat, sending jabs of pleasurable pain through her.
    He thrust his hips into hers, rubbing his solid length against her belly. She needed more, needed to feel him inside her. She grasped his shoulders, curving into him, and whimpered in complaint at his denial. He rested his weight on one elbow and snaked one hand beneath her buttocks to pull her to him, grinding his rigid shaft into her pelvis and rolling his hips. He found her lips again and kissed her fiercely, desperately. She gasped into his mouth and he swallowed the sound, growling low in his throat.
    He drifted his hand from her buttocks to her thigh as he ran his mouth down her throat, then slid his fingers slowly into her channel. She whimpered and thrust her hips up.
    “You’re very wet, my sweet, and swollen with desire,” he rasped against her neck. “I think you’re ready for me.”
    “Yes, please. I need…something,” she panted.
    “I know what you need. You need me, inside you.” He pushed his fingers a little deeper and scissored them. Then he hovered over her, supporting his weight by one arm as he grasped his cock with the other and settled himself snuggly between her thighs. He rubbed his shaft against her cleft, then he reared back and pushed forward hard, sliding into her swiftly and deeply.
    She went rigid and cried out as he pierced through her maidenhead. He stiffened then stilled and she felt his hot breath hiss against her ear. “Relax, my sweet.”
    She squeezed her eyes shut and breathed deeply, adjusting to the feel of him inside her. He brushed his lips over hers and pulled out fractionally before thrusting in a little farther. She relaxed beneath him, the stinging abating and replaced by a warm glow. He caressed her forehead with his lips then swept across to the sensitive skin below her ear.
    “Let me in, Lilly—just a little more.”
    She couldn’t believe that he wasn’t in all the way—she felt entirely filled with him! She spread her legs wider and thrust up to meet him.
    “That’s it, sweetness,” he crooned, slipping inside her and seating himself to the hilt. They groaned together as he started a gentle rhythm, pulling out entirely then