Nauti Temptress (Nauti Girls 1)

“Go to your knees,” he demanded, though his tone gentled at the last second. “Show me how badly you want to come for me, sweetheart. Show me how badly you want me to come in your hot little mouth.”

Sensation erupted in her womb, spasming through it as his gaze suddenly gleamed with avid hunger and awareness.

“On your knees.” The erotic command sent wanton excitement exploding through her senses.

Slowly, her gaze held by his, she went to her knees.

His fingers slid into her hair, clenching it and holding her in place as he gripped the base of his cock and rubbed it against her lips.

“I love watching my dick slide between your lips,” he confessed, his voice thick and rough. “Watching you suck it in as that hot little tongue licks over it. Suck it in, Eve. Show me how much you want it.”

Her lips parted, her tongue curling over the engorged crest as he pressed inside, filling her mouth with the throbbing heat of his cock head.

She wrapped the fingers of both hands around the thick shaft as she began to milk it slowly, her mouth tightening on the crest, sucking it deep as it filled the damp interior.

Brogan’s hands clenched in her hair, his hips suddenly tense, the need to thrust inside her mouth filling him.

Fuck. How had this happened? He’d been certain he’d never convince his sexually inexperienced little Eve to become so brazen and wanton.

Eyes closed, her face flushed and absorbed in the complete sexuality overtaking her, Brogan watched as her lips stretched to take the broad crest.

Her mouth suckled at the iron-hard flared head; she milked it with her mouth and hands as each draw sent brutal lashes of pleasure striking at his balls, surrounding his dick. Her delicate hands moved on the wide shaft, masturbating it in rhythm to the hungry draws of her mouth.

“Sweet Eve.” He groaned, his body taut with the sweeping pleasure. “That hot little mouth makes me crazy.” His hips moved, thrusting shallowly against her stretched lips. “Your fucking mouth is so damned good. Watching my dick take your mouth is so damned hot.”

Her lips tightened, her mouth drawing on the fiercely erect cock head. Her tongue lashed beneath the flared head, rubbing at the highly sensitive, nerve-laden area just beneath the crest.

Exquisite pleasure tightened around the taut sac of his balls. Clenched tight beneath the base of his cock, his testicles throbbed, ached for release. He watched her lips surrounding the throbbing crest as he fucked in, pulling free, the glistening moisture followed by the lash of her tongue around the crest.

His fingers held her hair, keeping her head firmly in place as he pressed deeper.

“Take it, baby,” he crooned, encouraging her hunger. “Just relax. Breathe out and swallow.”

His cock slid to the back of her mouth, and the feel of her swallowing against the tip sent jagged forks of sensation rushing straight to his balls.

Brogan knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Hell, he didn’t want to last much longer. He wanted to watch her face, see her take his release as he filled her mouth with it.

His thrusts increased, a ragged groan escaping his chest as he swore he could feel something more. He swore he could feel wild hunger, fierce pleasure, and a tempting adventurousness that he knew had to belong to her.

He could sense her pleasure.

He could sense her hunger.

His cock slid faster inside her gripping mouth, sinking to the depths of it, feeling her moan ripple against the sensitive head. Each sensation, each strike of pleasure that began in the flared, responsive crest echoed stronger, hotter in his balls. Her hands stroked and milked the shaft; her tongue licked and lashed; her mouth sucked and tightened around it. Pleasure whipped through the hardened flesh, coalesced in his steadily tightening testicles before it exploded through his system.

“Suck it. Fuck. Suck it deep, baby.” He surged to the back of her mouth as his head tilted back in furious rapture. Brogan felt the ecstasy explode in his balls before it rushed in furious release to the broad head of his cock.

Throbbing, expanding in rapture, Brogan felt the first heavy gush of his semen spurting into her mouth as she struggled to take it.

Each subsequent explosive eruption drew a ragged groan from his throat. With each pulse of semen blasting to her throat, she swallowed, sending spikes of ragged pleasure shooting through his system.

Each spurt of his release jetting into her mouth, Brogan realized he felt more than he had ever felt before at the point of orgasm. He could feel his own release, feel it tearing through him, weakening his knees and draining his balls. But he felt hunger. A wild, tempestuous hunger that blazed with a heat that he knew could belong only to Eve.

A heat he had a feeling would turn into a conflagration and burn them both to cinders.

FOURTEEN

Eve was shaking, arousal and pure white-hot need flooding her bloodstream and pounding through her veins. As she stood before him, her knees shaking and weak, her senses dazed from the excitement surging through her system, she watched as Brogan toed off his sneakers, then slipped his jeans from his powerful legs.