Head Over Heels by Lena Matthews (classic books for 10 year olds TXT) 📗

were a whispered plea. One he answered promptly and with no question.

He moved his hands to his sides and pushed his boxers past his lean hips until they pooled on the floor next to his discarded pants. His hard cock was long and thick and just what she needed to quench her hunger.

Licking her lips, she stood and pulled her dress off. She reached behind her back and undid her bra. His eyes lit up as her breasts were bared, but unlike Cyn, he apparently wasn’t in the mood for visual foreplay.

“Come here,” he ordered huskily.

Going to him was harder than sitting still and watching him undress, but from the intense look in his eyes, she would have to say he felt the exact same way. They met half way, lips crushing into lips, fingers touching and teasing. It was as if everything before this moment had been a long, torturous version of foreplay, and now they both wanted to get to the heart of the matter.

They fed off one another’s hunger. Kissing, touching, moving against each other as their passion rose. As if they were of like minds, they began to make their way back to her bed, all without breaking free of their embrace.

Big mistake. Cyn’s desire was no match for her equilibrium. In their haste to be with one another, they didn’t take mind of her shoes lying aimlessly on the floor and tripped.

The force was great enough to tear her mouth from his as they tumbled backwards.

Luckily the bed was right behind them, leaving them a soft place to fall.

“Fuck,” Parker muttered as he braced his hands to cushion his collapse on top of her.

Holding himself so as not to crush her with his weight, he smiled down at Cyn, who was having a hard time trying to keep it together. This wasn’t romantic, erotic or sexy.

But it was fun. And sometimes being able to have fun with a man in bed was more important than being able to have an orgasm with one.

Hopefully, though, that wouldn’t be the case tonight, because the undercurrent of sexual energy he was creating was enough to warm her on the coldest of nights.

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Leaning more to the left, he used his right hand to brush away strands of hair cascading into her face. “I imagined it going a lot smoother than that.”

“A bit more cool, I suppose.”

“Not necessarily cool…just not so bumbling.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” She slithered underneath him until her pelvis was directly lined up with the large mass stretching out to greet her. Comfortable with him over her, she wrapped her legs around his hips, loving the full feel of him inside the confines of her thighs. “I think you hit your mark.”

He pressed his hips forward forcefully. “I met my mark for sure, but this isn’t the way I wanted to be introduced to her. I think she and I now deserve a little verbal time.

To communicate that is.”

Cyn laughed, as she ran her hands through his soft, silky hair. “Let the peace treaties begin.”

”If you hear me shouting ‘thank you, God’ while I’m down here, feel free not to send for reinforcements. This is definitely a one man job,” he teased, as he lowered himself between her thighs.

He let out an appreciative groan as he parted her folds with his thumbs. It was she who groaned next as the touch of his tongue swiped over her engorged clit. As if feeding off of her response, he indulged and feasted on her moist flesh. His tongue teased and tormented her pussy, bringing forth guttural groans from deep within her.

She tried hard to keep her moans quiet, but it was a losing battle. Parker was an orally talented man. It had been so long since she’d made love with someone other than herself. So long since she’d found anyone worthy of giving herself to, it was almost impossible for her to just lay back and enjoy the pleasure he gave her.

After just a few seconds of his masterful kisses she was ready to come. Her body felt as brittle as shattered glass. She wanted to orgasm. She needed it. But he was deliberately withholding the firmer touch she desperately required.

“Please.” She wasn’t above begging to get what she needed. Her body arched toward his as Parker’s tongue lathed her pussy. “Please.”

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“I will, baby. You can count on it.” Pulling back, he slipped his fingers inside her tight channel. The tips brushed against her G-spot sending waves of pleasure racing throughout her body. “Is that what you want, sexy? You want to come for me?”

“Yes. God. Yes,” she cried, pumping her body onto his tortuous fingers.

“Then do it, Cyn. Fly for me.” Parker took her clit between his lips and sucked. The suction combined with his thrusting fingers was just what she needed to send her cascading into ecstasy.

Quiet be damned, Cyn screamed out her release as she came, flooding his fingers with her juices.

He took an instant to savor the moment before he rose to his knees. He ran his heated gaze over her body, taking in every inch of brown flesh, the fullness of her breasts, the sexy length of her legs and the sweet valley between her thighs. He was going to fuck the hell out of her.

“Like what you see?” she asked in a sultry tone that set his blood ablaze.

“God, yes.” He ran his finger down her thigh to her knee then circled back and headed for the paradise awaiting him. “I’ve wanted you this way since the first day we met. Gorgeous, naked and beneath me.”

“I’m not beneath you yet.”

“That’s just a matter of semantics.” He moved forward until he was kneeling between her thighs with his body draped over hers, bringing them eye to eye. “Is this better?”

“Much.”

“I’m here to please.”

“I like the way you think.”

“And I love the way you taste.” Parker glanced at her breasts, so tempting they should have