Free Passionate Vengeance by Elizabeth Lapthorne

stomach, back, neck and even her toes hummed with power and need, seemingly connected as the pleasure rode her hard. Lifting herself up into Lucas’ embrace, Abby moaned wantonly.
    “Please,” she begged him, needing to feel his thickness possessing her.
    Lucas nipped a stinging kiss on the sensitive spot under the curve of her breast.
    “Patience,” he purred.
    Abigail reached her hand down to cup his heated sac, circling two fingers around the root of his shaft.
    “Now, please. I need to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me so badly, Lucas. I can’t possibly be patient.”
    Groaning, Lucas lowered himself until his mouth covered her leaking pussy. He lapped at her, drinking her down. She placed the back of her hand to her mouth to stop the scream of satisfaction that threatened to escape. Riding high on need, she ached. His every action thrilled her—but still she wanted more.
    Lucas thrust his tongue deeply, licking at her inner walls and filling her in an erotic mockery of what they both craved.
    Stroking her nipples with the tips of his fingers, Lucas then pinched and squeezed her lightly. This served to keep her panting and wanting to beg for more. She tilted her hips up, eager for more of his touch. Lucas licked her thoroughly, suckling her clit, then returning to stroke her labia. He nipped his teeth lightly at her swollen folds.
    Higher and higher he drove her, need twisting within her stomach until she felt certain she would explode. Yet the more he gave her the more she seemed able to take, soaking up his every caress like a sponge.
    Abigail cried with dismay when he removed one of his hands from her breasts to grope on the floor for his pants. She heard a crinkle as he withdrew a small packet. Lucas lifted himself above her, rising like some devastatingly handsome ancient warrior, ready to plunder his conquest. Willingly, she spread herself wider open and helped guide him inside her body.
    Both of them panted with need as he slid his cock into her body. Despite dripping with ardent desire, she struggled to encompass his width. Easing himself in and out, Lucas slowly brought their bodies together. Abigail lifted her hips to assist his possession of her. She cried out when he plunged deeply into her. Finally the feel of having him fill her, penetrate her to his root drove her wild with desire.
    “Hush, darling,” Lucas whispered, lowering himself over her so they could press their lips together. Kissing her reverently, he remained enveloped fully within her tight passage.
    “I couldn’t stop now, not even if every member of the Agency broke in through that door, but let’s not invite them just yet,” he cautioned her.
    “Then give me something else to do with my mouth,” she teased.
    They kissed with an intensity she could never have believed existed. Lucas rocked within her, slowly at first but soon gathering speed as they both lost all sense of control. Abby grabbed hold of his back, moving her hands against his sweat-coated skin. She dug her short nails in for purchase and when he grunted she had to loosen her grip.
    Lucas lifted his hands under her thighs, opening her wider and shifted her hips so that he could plunge even deeper. Abigail tightened her inner muscles, squeezing down and around him. The extra pressure sent her over the edge. Like the detonation of a bomb blast, her orgasm rocked her. Pleasure vibrated through her pussy, her nipples and her stomach as she screamed into his mouth and he swallowed her climax.
    Instantly the tighter contractions ripped his orgasm from him. Lucas came with a muffled roar, thrusting hard and fierce into her as he rode through his second, and much longer, release. Abigail’s muscles spasmed and twitched as she collapsed back against the cot bed, the thin frame shuddering threateningly from the rough treatment.
    It remained steady, though Abby realised they both held themselves carefully as if awaiting the structure to fold in on itself. Lucas huffed