Free Sweet Evangeline (Moon Magic Book 2) by Sable Hunter Page A

overblown package. They didn’t go very far, he realized that she had taken him to her house.
    “But your grandmother?” he protested.
    “We aren’t going in.” She pulled around behind the house, next to her studio.
    “Do you have a bed in there?” he asked hopefully.
    “We aren’t going in there, either. In fact you aren’t even going to get out of the car.” She was around to his side, before he could comprehend her plan. Opening the car door, she knelt on the ground. “Pull your pants off Eric, I’m going to kiss you.”
    He realized that she didn‘t mean his lips. Oh, sweet God! “Your beautiful dress.”
    “Don’t worry about the dress. It’s just a dress.” Making room for him to stand up, she helped him unbuckle, unzip, and get the boots, socks, and underwear off and to the side. “I don’t want anything in the way of what I want to do with you. “
    “Evangeline, sweetheart, you don’t have to do this.” Why was he arguing? Was he crazy?
    “Believe me, it’s no chore. Besides, you’ve suffered enough. And I…I want to do this, so much.” He sat down heavily, his back toward the interior of the car, spreading his legs, making room for her. “Take the key out of the ignition, so it won’t buzz.” He did as she asked.
    The interior light of the car gave off enough illumination for her to see him, somewhat clearly. “Oh, Eric, look at you!” she breathed in awe. The size of his organ was immense. She looked up at his face, there was such hunger in his eyes. Evangeline prayed that she wouldn’t disappoint him. She rubbed his thighs, enjoying the hair-roughened texture. Seeing the lightning bolt shaped scar, she couldn’t resist kissing that first, letting her tongue trace the shape.
    “Oh, sweet baby, I’m going to come before you ever—”
    “No, you’re not.” She took him in her hands, marveling at the thickness of him. “You are so beautiful.” Forgetting her Cinemax-After Dark schooling, she laid her face tenderly against his quivering cock, rubbing her cheek across the velvety skin. His harsh breathing reached her ears. Turning her head, she teased him with her teeth, nibbling her way to the engorged head of his member. Reaching the tip, she opened her mouth and drew him inside.
    “Babe!” he groaned.
    With tongue and lips, she loved him. This was Angel! She had done this before, in her fantasies, she knew what to do. She sucked him deep inside her mouth, taking as much of him into her wet warmth as she could. Providing suction, she moved her mouth up and down on his manhood. His hands were never still; they were stroking her hair, rubbing her shoulders, reaching down to massage her breasts through her clothes. But what made her heart flip was the sweet sounds of encouragement that came from his lips—telling her how much he appreciated the attention and how good she was making him feel. “That’s right, sweet doll. Oh, that feels…so, damn good! Suck hard, baby. Yea, like that. Good Lord in Heaven, you’re going to be the death of me!”
    Evangeline was captivated. This was so much better than any dream could ever be. Her hands weren’t still, either. She held him as if she were holding a flute, her fingers playing a melody of seduction, as she brought him to Heaven’s gate with her mouth.
    “Love, I’m about to explode. Raise up or…” He tried to lift her head. She pushed his hand away, wanting to experience it all. This wasn’t sex for Evangeline; this was an act of love.
     
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    Eric was in paradise. Leaning back, he gave in to the incredible feelings rushing over him. Knowing he was near the apex, she had increased the pressure of her lips and now she was rubbing his sack, tenderly massaging his balls. He had never known a simple blow job could be so beautiful. Even as his world condensed down to the ecstasy that radiated from his convulsing manhood—even as rockets exploded and missiles were launched, even as he cried out her name in