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Surviving Broken(89)

By:Beverly Preston


Looping her thumbs into the waistband of his jeans, she wriggled them past his hips. She moaned into his mouth, struggling to keep their footing while he kicked off his shoes and kicked his pants to the side. His hot breath tickled the curve of her neck while she stroked the hard sprung length of his cock. His hips bucked forward and she gripped firmly, allowing him to pump beneath the pressure of her hand. A low croon of approval riddled through the night air.

JC cast her gaze downward. Lust and love tightened in her tummy. She was utterly lost in the splendor of his magnificent body. JC wobbled, but Reed was in full control. His powerful hands grasped the curve of her ass, lifting slightly, positioning himself between her thighs. Curling his fingers lower, he hunted for the thin material of her panties, slipping the wet lace to one side. He rocked against her, teasing her into near madness.

Savoring the pleasure, she clung to his shoulders. Her insides readily contracted as the ridge of his penis massaged her favorite spot.

“Oh, yes,” she groaned with delight.

Dipping his head to take hold of her taut nipple, he pulled the delicate pink tip into his firm, wet mouth, licking and sucking out another moan of pleasure from her throat.

Reed dropped to his knees. The weight of his hands rested at the dip of her waist as his gaze shifted upward.

“Do you know what my problem with you is, darlin’?”

She swallowed…hard, giving one twist of her head indicating no.

“I can’t ever decide where I want to start first,” he murmured. “You’re simply exquisite.”

A smile flicked at the corner of her mouth. Reed’s hand slowly traversed downward, coasting his palm over her bare hip in a slow deliberate roll, pulling another cry from her parted lips. The tip of his index finger lazily traced down her upper thigh with the lightness of a feather.

“Tell me again,” he requested in an ache of a whisper.

“I love you.” Her quiet declaration blended with the sound of blades of tall grass swaying in the breeze. JC’s neck and chest turned warm and tingly. She repeated it louder, “I love you, Reed Rider. More than anything.”

He slid the lace to the ground, urging her legs wider. Reed leaned back to get a full view of her nude body under the strawberry moon. His lips parted, pushing out a heavy exhale and his eyes grew bright with illumination.

Shards of sensation captured his name in her throat as he buried his tongue between the apex of her thighs, devouring her with greedy need. He slipped two fingers inside her glazed flesh, ripping a lust-filled cry from her open mouth. Her chin slumped to her chest, eyes wide open, taking in the glorious sight of the man she loved.

Her hands delved into the thick layers of hair, clasping around his skull as she thrust her hips forward encouraging his knuckles deeper. He marauded and flicked, fixating on her swollen bud, drawing it into the burning heat of his mouth. “Oh, yes. Don’t stop.” Her head twisted from side to side. Pleasure and madness surpassed her highpoint. JC’s body quaked, bursting into a violent explosion.

Raising her face to the heavens, she huffed and panted, struggling for air as he lapped at her, consuming every last taste. She let out a little yelp when he withdrew from her center.

In one swift move, he gathered her into his arms and lowered them to the quilt beneath. She scrambled to her knees mirroring his stance. The coolness of the night air brought needed relief to her flushed skin and her pulse began to regulate. Their hips touched as they faced each other in the darkness.

Her hands floated to his chest, roaming over the hard planes, descending to the stiff column jutting into her navel. Reed brushed his nose to hers, moving over the side of her face in a soft lull. The intoxicating scent of their erotic chemistry on his breath filled her senses with lust.

“I love you,” he murmured.

JC stroked him, drawing out a bead of moisture from the broad head and bringing it to her tongue. Reed’s breathe fractured. With a small nudge, he willingly laid out onto his back, resting on his elbows.

“I’m gonna love you so good. Like you’ve never been loved before,” she purred.

His eyes glinted with amusement, briefly, until she slid her tongue down the full extent of his rigid flesh. Reed’s head dropped back. He spilled out a few curse words as she drew him in. “Fuck. Your mouth…oh my God. It’s so fucking hot.”

Falling short on manners, he didn’t even bother to utter ‘scuse me for swearing as she took him deeper.

He swept the hair from her face. His gaze bright with hunger, penetrating intently, staring down at her.

“I’m gonna love you this way,”—she licked his length with a devilish grin—“and that way.” She circled over his pulsing head. “Every way.”