Fiasco (Dirty Aces MC Book 6), Lane Hart [most interesting books to read txt] 📗

hands are on my chest, her fingertips rubbing in soft circles as she stares at me. I remember her doing the same while I was in and out of sleep that week I was hurt. Her touch is so soothing, like she could’ve healed me with her hands alone.

I let her keep at it until her fingers lower to undo my belt and the front of my jeans. Then she pushes them down my legs as she sinks to her knees. Seeing her in that position, fuck, I know I won’t last even a second in her mouth, so I pull her up.

“What…” she starts to say, but then I untie her robe and pull it apart to find a short, white satin gown underneath. The thin material can’t hide how amazing her tits look; nipples so hard it looks like they hurt. I drop to my knees to cover one of them with my mouth, making Joanna cry out above me. My legs are sort of trapped in my pants around my ankles thanks to my boots, but I don’t give a shit right now.

“God, Phillip,” she says softly. Her fingers thread through my hair, pressing me to her body and not away as I flick my tongue over one nipple and then the other. Then it’s Joanna who is getting out of her robe like it’s on fire to lift the satin over her head so that she’s standing naked in front of me in nothing but a pair of matching white satin panties. I give those sexy panties the same treatment as her gown, covering her mound with my mouth through the material.

“Oh my God, please!” Joanna moans, her fingers tightening on my hair. She doesn’t take off the panties, so I don’t either, enjoying teasing her pussy with my tongue through them until Joanna’s hands let go of my hair to slap against the mattress behind her for balance as her legs give out. I lift her by her thighs to help her sit down. Then, I hook my fingers in either side of the elastic waistband to slowly pull them down her legs and off.

I run my palms up both of her smooth legs, then spread them wide so I can fit my shoulders between them. Leaning forward, I run my tongue up her slit, making her squirm and try to close her legs. I dig my fingers into her thighs tighter to hold them where I want them while licking every inch of her.

“Oh! Please! Oh God!” Joanna moans and writhes before she finally lays back on her bed.

Her hips try to bounce all over the place, but I keep holding her still, flicking my tongue over her clit until she’s thrusting her body toward my mouth faster and faster. It doesn’t take long for her back to arch. She screams wordlessly to the ceiling while her body jerks uncontrollably. I keep her pleasure going for as long as I can, watching her, tasting her, so fucking hard I may come from eating her pussy.

But then Joanna is urging me up off the floor. I get to my feet and quickly yank my boots off so I can remove my pants and boxer briefs. Then, when I’m finally naked, I stand between her legs. Taking myself in my hand, I rub the head of my cock through her soaking wet folds making her squirm further back on the bed, so I have to chase her.

“I need you, Phillip,” Joanna says breathlessly.

I’m nearly lost to the lust as I look down at her beautiful sexy body laid out ready and waiting for me. But I do remember to grab a condom from my discarded jeans and roll it on before I crawl up the bed.

When I’m holding myself up above Joanna, her legs spread for me to fit between them, I hesitate before I kiss her since some women don’t like that after oral. I should’ve known that Joanna wouldn’t care when she grabs the back of my head to pull my mouth down to hers. I go eagerly, kissing her with a frantic tongue while my cock pushes against her entrance. I need to know how tight she is first before I slam inside, so I slip my hand between our bodies to ease my middle finger inside of her.

Joanna gasps into my mouth as I thrust the digit in and out of her a few times before adding a second finger.

“Mmm,” she says before breaking our kiss. Reaching down herself, she fists my cock and says, “You. I want all of you.”

I remove my fingers so she can guide me inside her heaven. Fuck, she’s so hot and tight, clenching around my cock and lifting her hips to work me in deeper.

“Slow, angel, slow,” I beg her. “You feel too fucking good.”

“Okay, slow,” she agrees and lets me set the pace.

Usually, I’m all for fast and furious, but not this time. With Joanna, I don’t want to hurry up and reach the finish line. I want to make it good for her, have her come on my cock first.

Chapter Sixteen

Joanna

Nothing has ever felt as good as having a big muscular man like Phillip on top of me, pinning my hips to the bed as he moves inside of me. Each stroke hits so deep that I cry out in pleasure as my body tightens all over, so close to another orgasm while I’m still so incredibly sensitive from the last. I can’t remember the last time a man went down on me, and wow, I’m not sure if it ever felt as good as when Phillip’s tongue was inside of me. This second orgasm keeps growing and building until it’s nearly painful before the hot warmth inside of me finally bursts open.

“Yes! Oh, Phillip! YES!” I scream as I tremble under his body and around his long, thick cock.

“God, Joanna,” he whispers against my ear before he shoves deep one last