Tessa Ever After – Brighton Walsh
Author Links : Website | Twitter
Buy Links : Amazon | B&N
This girl makes me lose my goddamn mind. Makes me forget every rational thought I’ve ever had. Makes me forget about everything but what she looks like under me, what she feels like gripping me, what she sounds like when she calls out my name.
I grab a condom and roll it down my cock, groaning at the sight in front of me. Tessa’s on the bed, just like how I wanted her. Facedown, ass up, looking back at me with heavy, lust-filled eyes, and I fucking love that I’m the one she’s looking at like that. That, despite whatever bullshit her brother fed her, I’m still the one she wants.
Climbing on the bed, I straddle her thighs again, holding her hip with one hand and guiding myself to her with the other. I push forward, watching how she opens around me, how she swallows my cock whole, and I can’t stop the groan when I look up at her face and see the reflection of hunger there.
I want to pound into her, fuck her so hard she forgets her own name. Forgets every other man who’s had the pleasure of knowing her this way. Until she remembers only me. Until she wants only me.
“Do you know how perfect you feel around me?” I slide nearly all the way out, then push into her deep and slow, watching with satisfaction as Tessa grips the comforter tighter in her hands. She lifts her ass higher, silently begging me for something more. “You need it deeper, baby?”
I smile at her answering groan and grip her ass, lifting up and opening her as wide as I can with her legs pressed together. Then I repeat the slow, deep slide, pushing in as far as I can go and listening for her answering gasp. When she gives it to me, I move faster, thrusting into her with enough force to move her forward on the bed. Reaching up, I grab her hand and pull it away from the bedding, not stopping until it’s behind her back, her body twisted under me, her breasts bouncing with each forward thrust of my hips. Her face is slack, her lips parted and her eyes fluttering closed at every push into her. Holding her wrist with one hand, I slide the other to her mouth, brushing my finger against her lip.
“Open up, baby. Suck it.”
She complies immediately, her mouth opening to accept my finger, her tongue slipping out to brush over the tip. I groan as the soft, warm wetness of her mouth surrounds my finger, pumping my hips into her faster, harder, not able to control myself anymore. Pulling my finger from her mouth, I trail it down her chest to her exposed breast, swirling the wetness around her nipple, and smile when she moans, her eyes fluttering closed, her pussy pulsing around me.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Give me another.”
Tessa’s always been beautiful—even before I accepted this pull toward her—but now? Here, tonight, when she’s laid out in front of me, her mouth open on gasps from feeling me inside her, her eyes locked on me as I push her exactly where she needs to go?
It’s too much, and when she lets out a choked gasp, her eyes rolling back in her head as she comes around me, I let go and fall with her.
Can’t Touch This – J. Hali Steele
Author Links : Website | Twitter | Facebook
Buy Links : Amazon
He proffered a helmet and Harlow declined as she climbed behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She wanted to feel the wind in her hair and she trusted him to keep her safe. Hatch had taken the lead from the Valley and as they wound up the highway toward Palmdale, she rested her head on Cass’s back. Talking was out of the question with all the wind and traffic. She contented herself with touching him all over, his nipples, his cock, everywhere she could put her hands.
He reached back and drew her head close. “Keep it up I’ll pull over and fuck that ass.”
Harlow wondered if he meant it so she continued her playful exploration.
He sped up beside Hatch and yelled, “I’ll catch up.” Her heart rate elevated when he swerved into a service station full of eighteen-wheelers. Dismounting he pulled her in his wake. They reached the store and he walked up and down a few aisles tugging her along. Finally he picked up a travel-size bottle of baby oil. “Go pay for this.” He pushed a few dollars in her hand and leaned against the display. “And hurry.”
Her heart thumped as she walked to the counter. A few people peered at her strangely when she assured the man behind the counter baby oil was all she wanted.
“Need it in a bag?”
“Yes.” Grabbing her change, she rushed back to where Cass waited. “Here.” She dropped the package in his hand. Her stomach fluttered watching him take it from the bag.
Dragging Harlow through the store and out the back door, he shoved her against the rear end of the first tractor-trailer they passed. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down. “I told you not to fuck with me.” He jammed a hand in her pants and played with her clit until her knees buckled. “Turn around.” She pivoted so quickly she lost her balance in the gravel, but Cass caught her. “Careful, wouldn’t want to bruise your sweet ass.” He yanked her jeans over her behind and caressed her buttocks.
“Say my name, darlin’.”
“Castle. Please, Cass.”
She heard him flip the lid open and felt warm oil dribble down the crack of her butt. “Christ, I like your ass.” A slippery finger explored her crease. “Please what?” He spread her cheeks with his thumb and fingers.
Breath hitched in her throat when the tip of his cock pressed against the tiny rosette hidden there. “Cass…”
“You can talk.”
“Aww hell, Harlow.” He lifted and twisted her around to face him. “Guess we’ll save this for a more appropriate time, but I’m fucking your pussy right here in the parking lot.” He let the tiny plastic bottle slip to the ground and gripped his dick. Slowly he eased it through her labia.
“What if someone comes by?”
“Watch?” Her pussy clenched and grew wet. “Darlin’, I felt that.” He thrust his cock into her cunt and banged her hard against the truck.
Harlow wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as Castle thrust in and out, taking what he wanted. The heat of the metal on her back damn near burned but she had no desire to stop. When a man turned the corner and stood bug-eyed watching them, she swiveled her hips more, took Cass deeper, and loved every freaking minute of him stroking inside her.
He whispered in her ear, “You like being watched?”
“I can smell how worked up he is watching me shove my cock in your pussy.”
“Me too.” The rear door of the truck rattled each time her behind banged back from the force of Cass jamming inside her. “Unnhh, feels good.”
“Is he touching himself? Is he rubbing the front of his pants?”
“Oh God, Cass, yes!”
“You want to come?”
“Please, please,” she moaned.
Flipping so his shoulders rested against the trailer, he pulled her tighter to his body. His fingernails dug into her flesh, forcing Harlow to squeal with pleasure. “Yeah, yeah…harder!”
“Take it out, man; go ahead and jerk off while you watch me fuck my woman.”
Had Harlow heard right? The idea of being Castle Briggs’ woman set her body on fire. She hiked up and down on his cock faster and searched out his mouth. Kissing him hard before pushing her tongue in, Harlow rode his shaft. “Come…come…ooh, I’m coming.” Cream slid from her and his cock seemed to thicken even more as Cass continued his invasion of her pussy.
“Look at him. I want you to see when he shoots his load.” She turned her head in time to catch the stranger spout semen into the air.
Harlow thought she had come all she could but she felt more liquid seep from her as she watched the man ejaculate. “Ohhh God,” she cried.”
“Shit,” the trucker hollered as he furiously pumped his cock through fingers shiny with cum. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he shouted as pearly drops continued to slide from the slit.
“Now, darlin’, take it.” Cass drove into her with vengeance. He slammed every inch of cock in and out, again and again. Harlow felt his body shudder before he thrust in once, twice more, and then she felt warm cream shoot into her vagina. “Jesusfuckingchrist!” He roared holding her pressed tight to his chest. After catching his breath, Castle pushed his hand through her sweat-dampened hair and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. “Damn, babe, that was good.” The man continued to play with his semi-hard cock until Castle said, “Show’s over.”
“Uhh, you’re on my truck.”
“Shit, dude, sorry.” Cass eased Harlow back, pulled her pants up, and closed them before zipping his. Drawing Harlow away from the truck, he winked at the driver. “Have a good trip, man.” He peered at her strangely for a few seconds before saying, “Let’s ride.”
Please remember that all entries into the prize draw will be collated at the end of the event and winners picked from voting throughout the event. Winners get to pick prizes on a “first-out-the-bag-first-pick” system….
You have to log into the Rafflecopter form to vote. All information submitted is confidential
a Rafflecopter giveaway