Live Wire (Elite Ops 7) - Page 70

She couldn’t bear it. She needed his touch there now, his fingers stroking, caressing, driving inside her, fucking into her with a force that would send her flying into orgasm.

Strange, mewling little cries vibrated in her throat. She’d never heard such a sound coming from her own lips. It pulsed with hunger, with need, a reflection of the sensations racing through her, out of control.

As his fingertips finally eased between her thighs and stroked through the burning folds to rasp against her clit, she lost her breath. There was no strength, no will to do anything but strain against him and fight for the touch that would throw her headlong to the edge of ecstasy.

There was no oxygen to scream, let alone cry. There was only the feel of his fingers caressing her cunt, sliding through the slick slit, between swollen folds to circle the agonizing throb of her clit. The firm circular motions sent vivid ribbons of clashing sensations whipping through her body.

His teeth nipped gently at the tender bud of her nipple, arching her tight against him as her nails bit into his shoulders. Her hips writhed beneath the caress of his fingers, pressing closer, fighting for a deeper, harder penetration, for the stretching heat, the pleasure pain that Jordan knew how to give her.

Waves of sensation washed through her as she fought to hold on to Jordan. The vortex of pure bliss rushing through her was like a tidal wave swamping her control.

Just when she thought she could hold on to that last remaining ounce of reason, a scream tore from her lips.

Two fingers, thrust into the tight, slick depths of her pussy, nearly throwing her over the edge of release. It clenched in her womb, spasming warningly and shocking her senses.

Pulsing flames shuddered through her as his lips lifted from her nipple, kissed the curve of her breast, then nipped at the fragile flesh.

His fingers eased from her clenched sex before he moved, drawing away as she fought to hold him to her, fought for more of that incredible pleasure as his touch deserted her pussy.

“Come here, baby,” he groaned, lifting her as he lay back, bringing her to her knees. Her rear faced him, her head poised over the straining length of his cock as he gripped the base of the heavy flesh.

Heavily veined, the head flushed dark, the thick shaft rose to his abdomen as the fingers of his free hand slid to the long curls that fell over her shoulder, clenched, and pulled.

Tehya’s breath caught at the eroticism in the possessive action, as he silently demanded the incredibly intimate act.

“You know what I want, Tey,” he groaned, his tone rasping with a dark sensual caress against her senses.

As she moved to turn to face him, a hard hand at her hip held her in place. Oh God, she knew what he wanted, just as she sensed what he was planning to do. A sexual act she’d never participated in before. One she had fantasized about sharing with him

“L

ike this,” he demanded as he drew her hips toward his shoulders with one hand while the other tugged erotically at her hair once again. “Just like this, baby. And we’ll see who loses their mind first.”

Trembling she licked her lips as her head lowered to the flushed crest of his engorged cock head as he gripped her knee, lifting her leg over his face until her pussy was poised, bare flesh saturated with her juices, above his lips, while the hard tips of her breasts rasped against his lower stomach. Heat spread through her system as she gripped the base of his cock, unable to surround it, but holding it in place as her head lowered.

She fought to breathe, to draw in oxygen as she felt Jordan’s lips at her thighs. Heated kisses and hungry licks had her hips shifting as she fought to press the swollen folds of her sex to his lips, struggling against the the firm grip holding her from her goal.

Her tongue licked over the swollen crest of his erection, a hungry moan passing her lips at the taste of male heat and hunger that glistened on the swollen, throbbing, head of his cock.

She was drowning in pleasure. Her lips parted, drawing the wide, blunt crown between them, filling her mouth with the hard, delicious heat. Her tongue flickered over the blunt tip, to taste, to relish the strength and hunger she held in her hands.

His tongue licked over the swollen, soaked folds of her pussy. With wicked, probing licks his tongue stroked and explored. Rimming the clenched opening of her vagina, he gave a firm, loving lick before thrusting inside for a quick taste before retreating.

Tehya wanted to scream, she needed to scream, but the sound was muffled by his dick as his tongue swiped through the slit of her pussy and circled her clit with quick agonizing strokes. It was like liquid fire feverish and intense. An inferno circled the sensitive bud, throbbed to her womb, and sent crashing waves of sensation through her every nerve ending in her body.

To counter the destructive effect he was having on her, Tehya had to force herself to think, to use the sensual instincts rushing through her, to concentrate on Jordan rather than the pleasure he was giving her.

Working her mouth over the wide, flared cap of his erection Tehya’s hand stroked the heavy shaft, palmed the tight sac beneath it, and alternately raked his thighs with a firm rasp of her nails. Sucking him deeper, she tucked her tongue beneath the flared edge of his cock head, stroked and rubbed, glorying in the hard, muted groan that rumbled into her sex.

Jordan’s hips jerked, pushing his dick harder against her lips as he lost control of the growl he’d been holding in his chest.

His tongue licked, caressed, and probed at the entrance to her pussy. Drawing her juices free, he tasted the sweet rich essence, before licking to her clit and allowing his fingers to find the heavy cream easing from her.

Tehya, shuddered as she felt his fingers press slowly inside her, withdraw, then press inside her again. It was a pattern intent on driving her crazy with need until he made his intentions fully clear.

His fingers began drawing her slick juices of her pussy back to her anus. Once he reach the nerve-laden entrance, he used the rich essence to lubricate the tender hole before his fingers began to push slowly, gently inside the forbidden entrance.

Her flesh stretched and burned, the overwhelming sensations scouring across her nerve endings.

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