Cassius, Stevens, Madison [moboreader txt] 📗

idea for many reasons. It just so happened she hadn’t been forced to make that choice in a long time.

“Your body is magnificent,” Kendra whispered. Her lust overwhelming her willpower.

“Same to you.”

Kendra slid off him, lowering herself to her knees. She stared into his eyes, slowly licking her lips as she undid the buttons on his pants. Her heart thundered, and her entire body throbbed with desire.

One button. Two buttons. Three buttons. The prison failed, and a mountain formed underneath his boxers. Her breath caught in anticipation before her fingers curled around the top and she tugged down freeing the massive erect beast below.

“Wow.” She shuddered in excitement and swallowed. “I knew it’d be big, but I didn’t think it’d be that big.”

CJ smiled down at her. “I’m usually… not like this with women.”

Kendra laughed. “It’s been a while for me, but you’re worth it.”

Excitement mixed with nervousness. She leaned forward and took a deep breath before grasping the base of his cock. CJ sucked in a breath and half-closed his eyes.

Kendra darted her tongue across the tip while stroking him slowly. He moaned. His cock twitched in her hand.

She pumped him for a moment before sliding her mouth over him. Her mouth and hand moved in time, her tongue lapping away.

CJ groaned. “You’re killing me.”

Kendra smiled around him as she continued, her mouth moving off him with a pop. She looked up at him. “Glad you’re enjoying this.”

She sped her hand and mouth up. CJ was so massive she could only get part of him in before he bumped into the back of her throat. His groans and moans changed to a feral growl.

It should have scared her, but it summoned a tingle that passed through her entire body. Her center throbbed, and she was already soaked for him. She’d never met a man who turned her on so much.

There was nothing she could say to explain it. Being her type was one thing, but it was like he’d been hand-carved and delivered personally for her. She never went this far on a first date.

CJ squeezed his eyes shut. For a brief moment, she almost thought she could see a hint of light, but ignored it. It had to be nothing more than the excitement of the moment catching up with her.

Kendra relaxed her throat to take in more of CJ’s cock, enjoying the salty taste as her tongue slid along him. Her hand glided up and down his slick shaft, and she moaned around him, imagining what it’d be like to have him inside her.

CJ grabbed her shoulders and gritted his teeth before releasing inside her and coating the back of her throat. She let go and smiled. The next thing she knew he’d thrown her on her back on the bed and straddled her.

He lowered his mouth to her nipple and lapped away like a hungry wolf. She shuddered in pleasure. With a skillful touch, he tugged her sweatpants and panties half down her legs with a single motion. He climbed down the bed and licked her swollen bud.

Kendra gasped and arched her back. It’d been far too long. He spread her legs further and continued probing and licking her, the slight bristle of his five o’clock-shadow against her thighs adding to the pleasure building in her center.

The sensation of long, strong strokes from his tongue on her pussy traveled up to her clit. Her entire body was on fire. She gripped the blanket beneath her. They’d not even bothered to throw it off yet.

CJ growled into her wet center. The zing made her gasp. His tongue ministrations flowed along her, deep and steady. He reached up to squeeze her breasts hard. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. All she could do was moan loudly as he plowed into her with his too skilled tongue.

The dam burst. A blast of pleasure shot through as she came undone, her inside muscles clenching for a cock that wasn’t there. Her toes curled, and she shivered with pleasure. She’d already come, and her pants weren’t all the way off.

Kendra stared up at the ceiling, her breathing ragged. She’d never imagined anything like this when she came to New York for the race. Never imagined meeting anyone like CJ.

His hot breath caressed her wet center. “I think it’s ready for me.”

She wanted to. Oh Lord how she wanted to go to the next step.

Drawing on every shred of self-control she could manage, Kendra pulled her legs up and swallowed. “I-I can’t. I shouldn’t have gone this far.”

CJ gritted his teeth. She felt bad for him, but they were even for the moment, one to one, a good match.

“You’re serious?” CJ swallowed and looked away. Again, there was a hint of something, a glow. It must have been a trick of the light.

“I… have a policy. It’s silly superstition, but I don’t have sex a couple of days before a competition. It’s not that I don’t want to go more, but I think it should wait.” Kendra scrubbed a hand down her face.

This was insane. She shouldn’t be stopping herself, and in truth, the superstition was a cop-out. The problem was she knew if she let CJ into her, she wouldn’t be able to stop. They’d screw all night and all morning and the next night. The race would be off, and Graham would have put in all that effort for nothing.

CJ pulled up his underwear and took slow, deep breaths. “What was that, then?”

“Not sex. An appetizer.” Kendra whimpered. “I want you, CJ. I do, but I can’t… lose focus, not so close to the race.” She shuddered. “I… you hate me, don’t you?”

CJ stared at her, his jaw tight. He buttoned his pants and shook his head. “No, you’re right. I shouldn’t have gotten carried away, even if it was with such a beautiful woman. You’re not the only one who needs to focus.”

“I’m not?” Kendra covered her chest with her arms, suddenly self-conscious.

“I’m a PI, remember?” CJ