Free Alluring Turmoil by Skye Turner Page A

rub myself against him.
    With a growl, he flips me over and lays me back, covering my body with his. He spreads my thighs with his hips and presses his rigid cock right against my wet core. He starts to move, never breaking our kiss.
    Taking my leg and lifting it over his hip, he trails his hand up my thigh. It meets the bottom of my shorts and he squeezes my thigh before trailing his fingertip whisper soft to the edge of my bikini bottoms.
    Our mouths are fused and we’re both moaning and gasping. My hands pull his shirt up, my nails dragging up his back, and he breaks our kiss long enough to remove his hand, so he can rip the shirt over his head and fling it away.
    I run both hands up his body. From his cut abs to his firm pecs, I can’t get enough. He has tattoos on both shoulders and a large tattoo across the top of his chest. I absorb every detail as I trace them with my hands and mouth.
    He jerks me up to a slightly raised position, and grabs the hem of my shirt before pulling it over my head. He throws it. Where it lands, I have no idea. Nor do I care as he lays back on me and fuses his mouth back to mine while his naked chest is pressed against my skin. The only thing between our chests is my bikini top.
    My hands are in his hair, my fingers fisting the blond strands with his signature purple tips tightly. It’s so soft. I lay my head back and break our kiss so I can breathe.
    He trails his lips down my chin and neck, gently licking my sweat, and nipping as he goes. His mouth gets to my breasts, covered in my bikini top. My nipples are standing tall and proud, clearly visible through the thin material. Each ragged breath I take brings my aching breasts closer to his mouth.
    He mutters, “Lex, dear God, Lexi. You’re killing me,” and takes my nipple into his mouth through my top.
    I scream his name and arch my back, wanting more. My hands move to my bikini ties and start to undo the ones on my neck, but his hands are there first and he does it himself. He unties the top strings and instead of undoing the bottom, as if he simply cannot wait, he just pulls it down. My breasts are exposed to Jude and the night sky and he closes his mouth over the right nipple and gently rolls and pinches the left. He’s licking, biting, and sucking my breasts, making sure to pay special attention to both.
    I’m in heaven; I’m rolling, squirming, and moaning over and over. I’m so close to an orgasm and he hasn’t even touched me there yet.
    I want more. So much more. I want him. I want to touch him and taste him. I want to drive him as wild with need as he’s driving me.
    My hands leave his chest and go for the snap on his cargo shorts. He’s so big, my amber eyes widen. The tip of his hard cock is almost popping out of the top of his shorts!
    I have to taste it.
    Jude leaves my breasts and starts kissing his way down my stomach. My stomach ripples as he dips his tongue into my navel and swirls it around.
    I forget his shorts and throw my head back. “Yes, Jude. God, yes. Please. Oh, please don’t stop!”
    He doesn’t stop.
    He continues to kiss and bite my stomach as his hands pull my shorts and bikini bottoms down and off.
    Only when I’m completely bared does he look at me from above my mound. My thighs are spread wide, my pussy is glistening, and my entire body is shaking. I’m so turned on.
    Jude looks deep into my eyes and blows across my wetness. I gasp as I feel it contract. Still looking into my eyes, he licks me from bottom to top, stopping at my clit as he laps it a few times. It’s so tight. It’s throbbing. I need release. I need Jude.
    He lifts his head and I groan, but he only looks deeper into my eyes as he grates out, “If we do this. Lex… if this happens… if we do this… You. Are. Mine. Do you understand? ” He licks again, this time inserting his tongue inside of me. “Do you want this? Do you want me? I mean really want me ?”
    I lift my head up and say as clearly as I can through my