by Shayne Ford
“That’s fucking right,” he mutters. His lips trace my jawline, placing kisses along the way. “This thing is as real as any...” he says, his fingers circling my clit. “And you can’t fucking deny it. You may not have been with a lot of men, but you know this is not ordinary... The chemistry between us... The way we fuck...” he mutters, sliding his fingers inside me.
My hands clutch on his neck, and my eyes go half shut as my lips pull apart. A rush barrels through me, and as much as I’d like to deny it, he’s right about so many things, this one included. I arch against him as he slowly moves his fingers, kissing his way up my neck.
My hand travels down his body, my fingers wrapping around his jutting cock.
“We’ll figure it out, baby,” he murmurs, his lips brushing mine, his breath meshing with mine. “Okay?”
“Yes...” I murmur and without a word, he crashes his lips on mine, a deep moan exploding in my throat.
His tongue enters me, claiming me, stroking me with boldness, and for a moment the sensation flooding me erases the feeling of gloom and doom, making me taste something completely different.
Our tongues lock together, swirling against each other, warm and wet and greedy, our temperatures spiking instantly. We feast on each other, my hand coiling around his muscular neck, his arm closing around me. He buries me into his chest as he strokes my clit and finger fucks my core. I barely bite my scream back. I lean on him and make him lose his balance. He crashes with me into the wall, and we ram into a shelf, half of my toiletries ending up on the floor.
He swoops me up and slams my back against the wall, his body propping mine. My legs wrap around him, my hands weaving in his hair.
We breathe hard, our lips bleeding in our kiss.
“I want to feel you...” I say, and he enters me in one swift, fluid motion.
Breathing hot in me, he starts pounding me. Fiercely.
“Is that what you want?” he rasps.
“That’s exactly what I want,” I say, barely breathing. “This is fucking good,” I mutter, the back of my head hitting the wall every time he shoves his big cock in me.
We lock drunken eyes, and then he buries his tongue in my mouth again, and more pleasure rams through me, spreading like fire. I stroke his tongue, and start to moan and whimper. He bites my lips and breaks the kiss, a knowing grin sliding on his face.
“You want to suck me, now...”
I nod softly.
He lowers me on the edge of the tub, his cock jutting in the air, wet and hard.
He props one knee next to me and opens his legs, his eyes staying on me as I open my mouth and pull him in, my hand cuffed around his girth.
He drips on my tongue, and a fist of tension tightens in my belly. I bring my hand between his legs and stroke his balls, and the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat harder.
“You suck good dick...” he says, his eyes narrowed, filled with dirty lust.
He thrusts over and over again, his flesh filling my mouth. My hand goes to his balls again and then between his legs and to his back. I start kneading his ass and rubbing him between his butt cheeks.
He pulls my hair in his hand, his eyes sealed to mine.
“You’re gonna make me cum baby, sooner than you’d like...”
I press my lips and tongue harder, and he groans, his balls tightening.
“You’d be a fool to think we’d let you go,” he rumbles, pleasure spilling in his eyes.
Every time he lodges in my throat, I feel him in my core.
“Look at me, baby...”
He tilts my head up and locks my eyes, grinning.
“I’m gonna fuck you the way you want... I’m gonna give it to you as hard as you want and as dirty as you want... Okay?”
I nod again, my mouth full.
“Now open your legs wide... I want to see you.”
I do as I’m told, and he wraps his fingers around his cock, synchronizing his sliding motions with my mouth.
“Use a hand on you,” he says. “And don’t be fucking shy. I want to see you stroking your sweet pussy.”
My fingers slide between my lower lips, circling and stroking. My hips push forward as he drives his cock in and out of my mouth.
“That’s fucking perfect. Now get up,” he commands, leaving my mouth.
His hand goes roughly in my hair as he pulls me up, his body pressing mine against the wall.
“I want to hear you saying it,” he growls through his teeth, my body almost crumbling as I watch the wild flare in his eyes.
“Say it...” he barks.
“I want you to fuck me, and I don’t want you to hold anything back...”
He tilts his head to the side, his lips curving into a carnal smile.
“I’ll fuck you the way you want, baby, and you better remember this when I’m gone.”
He bends me over the sink and knocks my legs open. Holding my hair in his fist, he presses my chest down. In one swift motion, he fills me all the way.
“Ahh...”
“Good?” he asks, pumping me.
“Yes,” I mumble with a shaky voice.
My knees are ready to give in.
He locks my eyes in the mirror, a fiery grin stretching across his lips. His abs ripple as he pounds me hard, his balls hitting me with every thrust, my breasts bouncing with each move. His eyes get heavy, his tension escalating, his face hardening as my body trembles, relishing the hammering of my walls.
The sound of slapping skin rolls in my ears as he slams me.
“I love pummeling your fucking pussy,” he says as my walls squeeze him rhythmically, and then he licks his fingers and starts rimming my butthole.
A whirl of pulsations spirals up, quickening fast between my legs. My back ring starts clenching, opening to him and his thumb slips in.
“Oh... Fuck...” I mumble.
A grunt rocks his chest as he keeps ramming into me. Sinful sensations tumble through me.
My body tenses, my butt and core clenching, his chest rising and falling fast. He pulls my hair back, and I arch my back as he rides me hard, his eyes dipping to my parted lips.
“There’s only one thing missing baby,” he purrs as I look at him with unfocused eyes, moaning and groaning, needing more air.
“His cock in your mouth,” he says, and my body explodes.
I shake violently, his hand tightening on my hair, everything throbbing and clenching and spasming, the orgasm sweeping through me like a full-speed train.
He latches both hands on my hips and hammers me to his relief, his head tipped back, his chest expanding with a roar. Hot cum washes my walls, dripping from between my legs.
It takes moments before he gradually slows down, and my body softens in his hands. His eyes begin to regain their focus before a smile slides onto his lips.
I gape at him, my body numb, my recent memory erased. He runs his hand over my back and gives me a soft slap on my ass.
“Let’s take a shower, baby... A real one.”
TO BE CONTINUED
THE END OF LOVING BRAXTON, A Wild Heart Novel (Wild Heart Series #3(
Also by Shayne FORD
LOVE IS WAR SERIES
A Dark Mystery Romance
FALLEN (Love is War Series #1)
BROKEN (Love is War Series #2)
TAKEN (Love is War Series #3)
OWNED (Love is War Series #4)
NIGHT OF THE KINGS SERIES
A Billionaire Romance
JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #1)
DARK JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #2)
TAMING JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #3)
ALEXANDER (Night of the Kings Series #4)
HARD LEX (Night of the Kings Series #5)
LOVING LEX (Night of the Kings Series #6)
EDWARD (Night of the Kings #7)
WILD ED (Night of the Kings #8)
TAMING ED (Night of the Kings #9)
FIGHTING ED (Night of the Kings#10)
LOVIN
G ED (Night of the Kings #11)
DARK HEART SERIES
A Dark Romance
JADEN (Dark Heart Series #1)
WILD JADEN (Dark Heart Series #2)
JADEN’S HEART (Dark Heart Series #3)
SHADES OF LOVE
A Billionaire Dark Romance
DARK MCKENNA (Shades of Love #1)
REAL MCKENNA (Shades of Love #2)
MCKENNA (Shades of Love #3)
GOLDEN HEIR SERIES
A Billionaire Romance
SHADE (Golden Heir Series #1)
LOVING SHADE (Golden Heir Series #2)
FOREVER SHADE (Golden Heir Series #3)
WILD HEART SERIES, A Menage (MMF) Romance
JAGGER (Wild Heart Series #1)
LOVING JAGGER (Wild Heart Series #2)
LOVING BRAXTON (Wild Heart Series #3)
WILD NIGHTS (Wild Heart Series #4)
FINDING HOME (Wild Heart Series #5)
STEEL SERIES (A Rock Star Romance)
A Rock Star Romance
Layla’s Story
River Steel (Steel Series #1)
Loving River (Steel Series #2)
River’s Story (Companion Books to Layla’s Books)
River (Steel Series #3)
River’s Heart (Steel Series #4)
About the Author
Shayne Ford writes epic novels. Her stories feature hot-blooded men and adventurous, soulful women. She likes to write Series that are epic, layered, character-driven, have a dash of mystery and a lot of depth. She writes what she likes to read, and people who share her taste, devour her books. Her stories are not the typical romance, nor are they formulaic or fit a mold.
She likes her lead men hot, smart, and honest.
She's a fan of muscle cars, dogs, chocolate, flowers and quiet, starry nights filled with love.
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Website: www.shayneford.com
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