Free My Heart's Beat (Hard Love & Dark Rock #2) by Ashley Grace Page B

soft—enveloping my cock.  Pulling the air right out of my lungs.
    In that moment, she was everything.  The alpha and the omega, the sum total of the world.
    In my life, I'd had my share of blowjobs—or more than my share, probably.  I'd slept with women in a dozen countries, sometimes two or three at once.  I loved being sucked, I loved it when women went down on me.  And I loved going down on them, too.
    But this was more than a blowjob.  This was more than a merely physical, merely sexual experience.  The way that Anne affected me, the feelings she inspired in me, were unlike anything I'd felt before.  With Lucy I'd had something that, in certain ways, resonated with this.  But it hadn't been the same.
    This was more than a blowjob.  This was an act of grace.
    Anne's lips drew tight around my shaft.  Her cheeks went hollow as she sucked me up into her mouth.  And then she eased off the suction just slightly, drawing her mouth back up to, her lips sliding and pulling against my throbbing dick.
    The pleasure flooded through me, washed over me, so that I felt like I was drowning on dry land.  I dropped my head back to the pillow, pressed both hands against my head, and groaned long and low.  She heard my groan, and echoed it with a moan of her own, soft and deep and sexy, the sound vibrating into my cock.
    I raised up on my shoulders again, my head swimming with lust and with pleasure.  She looked up at me, those gorgeous brown eyes drinking me in, those beautiful lips so full and pink on my dick, her face flushed with passion.
    With her eyes still fixed on mine, seeming to revel in the look on my face, she bobbed her head up and down.
    She took her mouth off of me for a moment, and started licking her way up and down my shaft, washing her tongue over the tip of my cock, working her way down to kiss and suck my swollen balls.  She let out a moan as she did it, squeezing her thighs together, rocking her hips back and forth.  And then she drew me back into her mouth, her tongue and her lips and the insides of her cheeks cradling me, claiming me.  She pulled as she moved, drawing me even firmer, until my pulse seemed to throb in my dick.
    "Ohhh, god," I moaned.  "Oh my god, Anne.  It feels incredible."
    She pulled her mouth off of me again, her hand still pumping on my spit-slicked length.
    "I never knew this could be so… so satisfying," she said.  "Almost intoxicating, like it's making me drunk, or something."  Her eyes went distant for a moment.  "It is kind of like sucking a popsicle."
    "Huh?  You never knew…" I said, confused.  "You mean this is the first time… you've never…"
    She looked at me, her eyes flashing, her cheeks flushing even pinker.  "I've never…" she paused, a coy look flashing through her eyes, and then a naughty look taking it's place.  "I've never sucked a cock before," she whispered.
    "Oh my god," I said, my head falling back onto the pillow.  "I can't believe it."
    I craned my neck forward again, looking at her.
    "For what it's worth," I said.  "You're doing a really, really, really good job."
    She gave me a wicked grin, her eyes flashing.
    "You think so?" she said.
    Her grin went even wider, her lips pulling back to show her white teeth.
    "Less talk," she said, almost laughing, "more cock."
    And with that she took me back into her mouth.  Her head plunged down again and again.
    I dropped my head back on the pillow, my hands clutching at the sheets.  The pleasure was building higher and higher, so intense that it almost frightened me.  My ribs felt tight, my heart thundering.  I couldn't catch my breath.
    I hadn't had sex in a year, and now I felt like a year's worth of pleasure was roaring through me all at once, a deluge threatening to wash me away.
    "Oh my god, Anne," I said.  "I don't think… ohh… I can last… ahhh… much longer."
    I raised my head, looked up at her again.  Her beautiful eyes were watching me, her expression intense.  A mixture of