Free Twisted Desire (The Twisted Series) by Christa Simpson Page A

decides it’s time to make good on
one of her expectations.  Their eyes connect briefly.
    “Are you ready for this?” he growls, so excited himself he
can barely wait to have a taste.
    She swallows and nods, intrigue flaring in her eyes as he
swiftly lifts each of her legs over his shirtless shoulders and regains his
stance.  He presses her into the door and seals his mouth onto her
precious pink pussy.  Her body shudders the second his tongue brushes
across her.
    He smiles, satisfied that she’s enjoying herself.  With
a lick of his tongue, up and down, he splits her in two and has a taste,
growing more and more hungry to please her with every pleasant whimper she
voices.
    Harley’s mouth moves against her soft lips, as his tongue
languidly swipes and stabs inside her to get a better taste.  She arches
her back, but again he presses against her to flatten her to the door. 
Aliah’s fingers claw into his hair and dig in, to hold herself onto something
stable, as he continues to lick and tease her.
    With his arms flattened against the door on either side of
her, he curls his tongue a little lower, using the come hither motion,
eliciting the most appealing moan from her lips.  He does it again and
again, learning quickly how she likes it most, until she’s wound so tight
around his neck he knows she’s about ready to explode.
    So is he.
    His cock throbs against his pants, begging for him to stop
and sink himself into that sweet, sweet pussy.  He needs her to cum as
badly as she wants to.  Harley glances up at her and finds her eyes
squeezed closed, her chest heaving and her middle firm and flat.  When he
wiggles his tongue, her ruby lips part and a gasp escapes from her mouth.
    He knows she’s close and he’s ready to take her there,
knowing just what to do to get the job done.  He slips his hands between
her and the door and grips onto her luscious ass cheeks, holding her firmly
against his soft, wet mouth.
    She pants and gasps for air, but he wants more of a vocal
reaction from her.  He starts to move her lower body in sync with his
mouth, so she can feel the slow rhythm of his tongue entering and exiting her
body, as her pussy fucks his tongue.  He loves the way her insides tighten
around him, her thighs squeezing against his ears.  Then, when he knows
she is only seconds from orgasm, he slips a long finger in there and licks her
with a firm tongue.
    Aliah is not afraid to express herself.  She screams,
as she comes apart, and it’s the most erotic thing Harley’s ever
witnessed.  He nearly loses it himself, the only thing saving him being
the sound of a knock at the unlocked door.  He isn’t even done with her,
as she remains tightly coiled around his face.
    He greedily drinks up his prize and she ignores the
visitor.  She can’t seem to descend to reality, while propped up on his
shoulders, sitting on his mouth.  Shit.  Neither can he.  But
the visitor is relentless, and starts pounding on the door.
    When Harley breaks his mouth away from her, Aliah shouts,
“No,” not wanting him to stop.  She doesn’t want it to be over and neither
does he.  He continues to suck on her, until her body stops
shuddering.  He kisses across her stomach, before licking his moist lips
and lowering her trembling legs to the floor.
    She stands on wobbly limbs and quickly collects her
scattered clothes from the floor.  After pulling on those see-through
panties, she crouches to hide in the corner.  He grabs her around the
waist and hugs her mostly naked body so it’s pressed up against him.  She
gasps for air, a big smile on her face.
    “They’ll see you!”  Her voice is but a harsh whisper.
    The pounding ensues, after a barrage of rings from the
doorbell.  “I know you’re in there.  I can hear you breathing!” a man
hollers.
    They’re both smiling like school children and she’s on the
brink of a giggle attack.  They’re flattened against the wall, just barely
out of sight of the