by Rachel Angel
Thomas actually laughed. “Maybe,” he said. “Depends on whether you find cute as sexy, too.”
I walked up to him and pinched his cheeks. “Hmm, on you, cute is very sexy.”
He captured my hands in his and pulled me closer until we were face to face. “And your barely there lace dress, which by-the-way looks like an oversized doily, looks like it’s rippable. I think I might have to give it a try. You remember how I like to tear things apart and then put it back together again.”
“You mean my clothes?” I asked innocently.
“Especially your clothes, and that strip of cloth that doesn’t really cover your lady parts at all,” he smiled.
“Oh you mean panties?” I asked.
“Is that what it’s called?” Thomas asked. “I thought they were just strings.”
“Funny,” I said. “Sometimes they can be just strings.”
“How I love women’s fashions,” he said. “Whoever designed panties knew how to make them easy to rip off.”
“Well, if you’re motivated enough,” I said, “any panties can be shredded.”
He leaned in and growled, “And you know how I like shredding yours. Especially when I’m very motivated.”
My felt myself clenching my core, and my heart pounding a little faster as memories of Thomas eating me up, his mouth sucking on my clit until I was screaming his name, flashed before me.
“My my my, Kaley,” Thomas said, licking his lips as though he was just thinking the same thing, his tongue darting out to show me what I had been missing since leaving Keystone Manor and him. “I think you’ve turned a shade of pink just now. What could you possibly be thinking to turn that lovely shade?”
His grey eyes dilated to a dark charcoal as his body pushed me back towards the arm of the soft Italian leather sofa large enough for two people to sleep on side by side with room to spare.
With one push, I flipped over the arm and landed on my back, my legs flew up in the air, spread wide open.
Thomas smiled a wicked smile. “Look at you. You automatically went into your favorite position with me, didn’t you?”
He was immediately on top of me, kissing me with his hot mouth, his tongue tangling with mine.
Fuck I was a goner. Thomas and his tongue was a dangerous combination. The guy had been taking oratory lessons all his life to perfect his speech and vocal abilities. He knew how to work his tongue to maximize his voice and lungs. If there was any man who knew how to use his mouth and tongue on a woman, Thomas was a master at it.
I was already arching my back, bringing my breast up against his chest as he made love to my mouth, sending a shudder through me.
He lifted his lips from mine and chuckled. “Did I feel the beginning of an orgasm from you?” His hand traced the skin of my inner thigh until they were lingering over the thin lace strap holding my panties together. “Hmm, Kaley, what did you have in mind, walking back into Keystone Manor, wearing panties? You know they’re just going to be ripped right off.”
With that, he pulled the thin fabric off, tearing it in two, before lifting it to his mouth to lick it. “Soaked with your savory scent, Kaley. I just might have to keep this one as a souvenir to remember your homecoming.” He tucked the torn panties into his pants pocket before pushing my dress up so he can survey my pussy. A crazed look overcame him as he positioned himself between my thighs, his eyes staring at my pussy like it was the juiciest delicious steak.
His tongue darted out and licked me in one long and slow stroke from my rear to the tip of my clit. I clenched my teeth, as the pleasure of his wet tongue pressed down with different pressure along each nerve ending of my folds. He knew how to work me, how to bring each part of me to the brink, just by his masterful mouth.
I moaned, grabbing his head and running my fingernails gently through his hair and scalp, massaging his head as he gave me head.
He groaned, sending a rippling vibration with his mouth through my core.
With his teeth, he grazed my nub before taking it into his mouth, licking it in slow strokes then faster in a frenzy. Oh my God, I was buckling under him. His tongue licking me, his mouth sucking my core, and his chin pressing down on my folds, rubbing up and down was too much.
I came onto his face, while he continued the onslaught of pleasure, only lifting once to grin at me, his eyes hooded with desire and hunger for me.
My body rumbled and shudder again underneath him, bringing on another orgasm. “Fuck, Thomas,” I moaned. “I can’t take more of this.”
“Yes you can,” Thomas said, his voice so husky it deepened an octave. “And you will.”
With that, he bit my nub before I exploded into a series of intense shudders.
When I was finished, Thomas grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer to his face. His eyes were now close to the shade of black, dark with desire as he stared into mine the entire time he licked me dry. I didn’t know what was hotter…that look that said he wanted to consume me and fuck me until we couldn’t move at all the next three days or how he was now pulling my folds open with his finger as his tongue drove into my core, fucking me with his long and harden tongue.
Told you he was a master at eating pussy…my pussy especially.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned, feeling another wave of intense fucking pleasure build in me.
Thomas lifted his head just to say, “You haven’t been punished thoroughly yet, Kaley. Not at all…for all the torture you put me through. For leaving me and the guys.” He plunged his tongue into me again and again until I exploded in ecstasy.
As I subsided from my orgasm, Thomas finally lifted himself from me, looking at my pussy regretfully as he stood up. “Looks like your body has a memory of me in all the right places, Kaley. Even if you try to fight it, you find pleasure in my touch, don’t you? You can’t help craving me.”
“I…” I tried to protest, but it was useless. My body’s reaction to him couldn’t lie. Every lick, every kiss, every touch responded to him like a betrayal.
He took out my panties from his pocket and wiped his face. “I’m definitely keeping this one,” he said, looking at the elegant lavender lace panties he held in his hands. “Now I have the scent of your orgasms in this piece of lace.”
“Why would you want that,” I asked, pulling down my dress as I pushed myself up into a sitting position on the sofa.
“To remember how I have such mastery over your body, Kaley,” he said with his now serious expression. He wasn’t the playful lover anymore but the serious no-nonsense negotiator.
Then he cracked a smile and looked away. “I can’t believe you have the nerve to come back, Kaley. After all you fucking did!”
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CRUEL CRUSH:
Hidden Falls High #1
kailin gow
Loving Summer Prequel Series
3 Years Before Loving Summer Book 1
Summary
Dante Black
Another home, another new school.
Another target.
Life was supposed to be smooth sailing when you're at the end of your high school year.
Of course it is.
Especially when you're the one your father relies on to take care of loose ends. And by the time you're 17, you've already earned yourself a reputation amongst the Inner Circle as someone to be feared.
Who am I? I'm the charming Prince, the Golden Boy, the one no one suspects to have no heart.
Until I saw her...my target. The girl I will bring down because she is his crush.
Who knew crushes could be so cruel?
Summer
There is someone new living in the Donovans' old mansion in Hidden Falls, the exclusive enclave in Malibu. He's a senior at the Academy, but he seems older like he's already seen so much in the world. Maybe he has. Maybe he's not of this world.
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I thought I had finally found peace at Hidden Falls High...but the nightmare is just beginning...
***Hidden Falls High is a mature YA/New Adult series intended for 17 and up due to language and mature matters. Cruel Crush ends on a cliffhanger.
Summer
The doorbell rang right as I was finishing up breakfast.
Aunt Sookie went to get the door, and I heard River’s deep voice greeting Aunt Sookie, followed by Aunt Sookie’s laugh.
Aunt Sookie walked into the kitchen with a tall well-built young man who stared at me as I turned around from the sink, where I had washed my breakfast plate.
River was too hot and good-looking for his own good. White blonde hair, cut into short layers, but flattering to his high cheekbones, chiseled chin and large dark blue eyes. Although he wore a blazer and a tie over a white crisp shirt that was buttoned up neatly, and nothing was out of place on him, he filled out his school uniform like a dream.
Our eyes met, and I could feel his desire for me penetrate and wrap around me like an electric current. Ever since he posed nude for me as my nude model and then went down on me, the tension between us had been thick like molasses. He went from being my biggest bully to wanting me anyway he could get me.
“Summer,” River said, his voice softer than usual. It was the first time he had visited me at my house, and the first time meeting my family, Aunt Sookie. He was on his best behavior.
“River!” I smiled. “You’ve met my dear Aunt Sookie, haven’t you?”
“Of course he did, Silly,” Aunt Sookie said next to him.
River smiled a small smile, not one to be expressive, especially since my best friend of the same age and the little sister to Nat Donovan, Rachel once described River as “Super Hot.”
“Your Aunt,” he said. “Is a celebrity, Summer. I’ve watched those hit television shows she was on. You’re an Emmy-Award-winning actress. It’s an honor meeting you.”
Aunt Sookie laughed. “That was years ago. Now I mostly teach and run an Acting Academy close by.” She looked at River still staring at me the entire time and said, “Thank you for taking Summer to school this morning. Hope to see you around more often. She could use more friends at school since she’s still new.”
“She’s fitting in really well,” River said. “One of the most popular girls in school now, and definitely the most beautiful.”
I blushed and shrugged when Aunt Sookie looked over at me and back at River. I knew what she was thinking. “Um, I’ll go get my backpack, and we’ll get going to school.”
I rushed over to the sofa where I had my backpack on the ground and flung it over my shoulders. I was dressed in the same Hidden Falls Academy blazer, and white shirt as Silver (aka River as I call him once in a while because of his silvery eyes), but wearing a plaid skirt and knee-high socks with flats.
I grabbed River’s hand and led him out the door, while calling back to Aunt Sookie. “I’ll be back tonight for dinner.”
“Oh Sweetie,” Aunt Sookie said. “I have a late class I have to teach tonight. Maybe you can grab something for dinner. Sorry!”
River said, “That’s okay, Summer forgot we have an Art project we have to work on tonight. I’ll have my cook prepare an extra meal.”
I threw River a surprised look and said, “Yeah, I forget it is a big project. I’ll be fine tonight. Have a great class!”
River walked me to his silver Ferrari and helped me into the passenger seat. He walked to the driver’s side, sat in smoothly and reached over to pull the seatbelt over my lap.
His icy blue eyes, which became silvery at night or whenever it was dark, turned to me. “I do want you over for dinner at my place tonight, Summer. Now that Nat is no longer enrolled at Hidden Falls and left, I’ve stepped up to become President of the student body and Lincoln is the first Vice President. I want you to know, the first thing we voted on and passed was the stupid rule about enforcing student body demands to make new students enrolling late, leave. We were overruled by the student body to bully you out of Hidden Falls High because of that rule so we had to go through it. Now that I’m President, we won’t enforce anything as stupid as that.”
He reached down to hold my hands. “Which means, Summer, you’re safe with Lincoln and me. You’re safe at Hidden Falls High. I’m sorry I ever bullied you, and I still await your punishment for it.” He said it with almost a gleam in his eyes as though he would enjoy it. What did he have in mind? I knew he had fantasies about me. He told me he did.
“River,” I said, looking at him, wanting to believe his sincerity, yet admiring how handsome he was. “I remembered you saying you want me to act as your girlfriend and sex slave when you become President…”
River looked disgusted. “That was when I was a bully to you and before I really fell for you, Summer. I want you for real. I want to be able to hold your hand like this, pick you up at your house, have you over at mine, eat together, be together, kiss you whenever I can and as often as I can.” He reached over and kissed me, his lips hot against mine. “Like this.” His tongue delved into my mouth to touch mine and heated me up as he deepened the kiss.
I moaned before accidentally biting his lower lip.
He groaned, “Oh Summer, you sexy vixen. I didn’t know you like it rough?”
I pulled away and said, “I didn’t either.”
He smiled and said, “If it’s rough you want, I can certainly give you that.”
A gleam came across his eyes, and I immediately thought of how Rachel had described him.
“He’s brilliantly smart like some evil scientist villain, but hot at the same time because everyone had said when he takes off his shirt, he is the most perfect male specimen.”
As if River knew what I was thinking, he said, “I can’t stop thinking about that day I ate you out. I crave your taste, Summer. I love watching your face contort in the pleasure I give you. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“River,” I said, remembering how gorgeous he was when he was fully naked and down on his knees, spreading my legs wide in front of his face. “I really like that, but I have to trust you enough not to film me or try to blackmail me like what Lincoln did with Rachel before I can let you get intimate with me again.”
“God, Summer,” River said, “I swear it won’t ever happen. I swear what goes on between you and me will stay between you and me. I’ll prove it to you.”
He started the Ferrari, and we were on our way to Hidden Falls.
We were going up the hill towards the Academy when we passed by Nat Donovan’s mansion. The lights were on, and a wave of nostalgia hit me. I missed the Donovans so much. I looked at River and asked. “Is Nat back?”
River frowned but said, “I’ll stop by. It’s on the way to school anyways.”
He pulled into the circular driveway and parked his Ferrari. Together we walked to the front door, my heart pounding in hope that the Donovans had decided to move back.
River rang the doorbell, and we waited a minute before the door opened.
A tall handsome young man in excellent shape, with a body that could rival River’s flawless one, and a little older than we were, stared back at us with piercing green eyes and short black hair. He was shirtless and only wearing black slacks that hugged his tight buttocks and legs in a way that showed off their tone. His upper body was perfectly muscular with a six-pack stomach, muscular arms, and a tribal tattoo of a sun around his left chest. He had a slight six o-clock shadow, which gave him a mysterious and sexy air.
“Can I help you?” he looked at River first before taking me in fully with his eyes. He had a British accent that almost made me drool.
“We’re looking for the Donovans?” I asked.
“The Donovans?” the young man asked. “No one by that name lives here. They must’ve been the last residents? I just moved in over the weekend.”
“Oh, we’re sorry to disturb you,” I said. “We’ll get going.”
River was just starin
g at the guy, clearly not liking what he was seeing.
The guy checked me out again and said, “That’s the Hidden Falls Academy uniform?”
“Yes,” I said. “The Academy up the street.”
“Come in,” he said. “Take a seat.”
“Um…we don’t want to intrude,” I said.
“No intrusion. It’ll be great to know someone at Hidden Falls Academy already. I was just getting ready when you rang. Let me go finish dressing.”
River and I went to the plush leather white sectional in the living room where the Donovans used to have a gold velvet eight-way hand-tied sofa. Where the Donovans had a contemporary elegant style, this young man had a modern almost high-tech look to this style.
“Help yourself to any drinks at my bar,” the young man called from the top of the stairs.
River went to the bar and took out a Ginger Ale soda for me and another for himself. I went over to him, and he handed me the can, lightly touching my hand as he did. His blue eyes met mine, and the look he shot me was dark, almost possessive. The presence of the hot handsome new guy was bringing out the cold dark side of River.
The young man came down the stairs, wearing the Hidden Falls Academy uniform and said, “I see you like playing by the rules. You got sodas instead of the liquor I have in there.”
“Well, we are heading to school,” River said gruffly. “I don’t want to smell like alcohol. Wouldn’t look good as the new President of the Student Body.” He reached out and shook the guy’s hand. “I’m River Millions, the President at Hidden Falls Academy. Welcome to our school.”
The handsome new guy’s eyes widened slightly as he acknowledged River. “River Millions,” he said. “I’m Dante Black.” He looked River in the eyes, and for a moment, it looked like they were having a mini battle between them. Two alpha males. Two very hot guys with equally perfect bodies fine-tuned to fighting and any physical activities, in a silent challenge.