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by Lovecraft, Valentina


  Rin increased her pace and concentrated her hot mouth on teasing the rounded end with her tongue, both her hands caressed the throbbing shaft, her saliva an excellent lube.

  “Oh God Rin you're making me crazy,” he groaned half delirious.

  “This is just the beginning,” she replied from his crotch, removing his eager cock from her mouth momentarily. He knew he was going to come soon there was no point in stopping to enter her now; he would probably pump her once and shoot his load.

  Taking the blunt tip between her lips she glided down him, until she could take no more of him in, and backup, again and again, increasing the speed until he felt the pressure of the imminent glory build to the boiling point.

  “FFFFFuuuuu, Rin I’m gonna…aahhh!” Tremors ripped through him as the orgasm hit, Rin’s mouth closed over the shaft holding in every drop. She stilled her movements and allowed him to set the pace as he thrust into her mouth until he was spent.

  Jensen came back to reality, still twitching. She carefully evacuated him from her lips retaining his hot liquid and to his surprise, swallowed.

  “Minx!” he said shaking his head in disbelief, she replied with a naughty smile and sat back on the washing machine. Beckoning him to her with her finger gesture, she pulled the hem of her dress up and spread her legs suggestively.

  His wavering erection hardened immediately. She leaned back pushing her chest out and gazed seductively at him. He didn’t waste a second. He plunged into her without ceremony, making her cry out at the intrusion.

  “Oh Jensen! You’re so fucking big!” her mix of dirty words and compliments sent a pulse of premature pleasure through him like lightening. He pulled almost all the way out and filled her again. She leaned further back on her hands, hung her head against her bouncing tits and moaned a low animal sound. He held her hips tightly and pivoted his length in and out of her relishing her groans of pleasure.

  “Ohhh Jenson…ooooh!” He had never heard a more beautiful sound than her voice steeped in lust calling his name.

  “God you fill me up!” she groaned!

  “Yeah? I’ve got more.” He pushed in another inch and was rewarded with a scream of approval.

  He powered into her, aroused beyond compare by her demands of ‘more’ and ‘don’t stop’.

  She gripped at the edges of the machine, wrapping his waist with her legs. He brought a hand to cradle her back as he felt the beginnings of her orgasm stiffen her body.

  As her pleasure intensified he was suddenly aware that the muffled music of the club was louder. Mid orgasm Rin turned her head to the doorway, as Jensen continued the rhythm of his thrusts; he looked over too, frozen like a rabbit in headlights, was the girl in gold dress.

  Rin didn’t miss a beat and ground against him harder, the intrusion only spurring her on, looking away from the shocked waitress; she threw her head back and moaned with delirium as she climaxed like he had never seen her before. Feeding off her passion and the scintillation of being caught, he shuddered with the explosion of his release, spurting into her, filling her womb until his cum had nowhere left to go and blew past his pulsing cock back out of her. Both of them trembling with thunderous waves of pleasure.

  When they eventually stopped shuddering with the aftershocks, Jensen looked back to the door, the girl had gone.

  “She didn’t stay for the encore then?” Rin cracked, her laugh tightening the muscles around his cock still buried deep inside her.

  “There’s an encore?” Jensen asked half hopeful.

  “It would probably shake me apart, that last orgasm was so strong I think I left my body for a moment! But I’m game if you are,” she said smiling. Very gently he separated himself from her and watched the creamy onslaught drip to the floor.

  “I think we had better get out of this room.” Jensen advised grabbing a large role of tissues from a pile nearby.

  Chapter 9

  After a swift clean-up and dash from the room, they found a staircase that took them to the underground level where there was a hot and crowded bar, the cellar level. Deciding that they were not being hunted by the staff, Jensen got a round in and they headed to the dance floor.

  Still gathering his strength Jensen leaned against the barricade of the dance floor watching Rin lose herself in the churning bassy music. He took a swig of his beer, enjoying the cool liquid slide down his throat; he was burning up, the odd echo of pleasure continually shooting through him every few minutes.

  “Jeez what has she done to me?” he mumbled. He would join her on the dance floor in a moment; he was a man of his word, and although they had seen and done so much this evening, he had promised her he would take her dancing. The night’s alcohol had sweated out of him when he was giving it to Rin, but he felt dizzy with sensation. He gulped down another swig of beer and watched her swaying her lithe body, graceful and gorgeous, her beautiful long curls glowing under the stage lights.

  He was falling for her, and it scared the hell out of him.

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  Authors Note

  I hope you have enjoyed this book? Here is a sneaky peek at the next installment.

  Jensen could have given up on the idea of proving himself. There was nothing to stop him carrying on partying and adventuring around the world, he could certainly afford it, but a new interest had kept him here.

  The co chairman of his father’s company, Karina Terry; Rin.

  Both fiery and sweet, she had the refined beauty of Botticelli’s Venus and she kept surprising him.

  Of all the girls in his past he had never met someone like her, he had also never had such problems in getting a woman to go on a date with him, she was so hot and cold it made his head spin!

  Perhaps that was part of Rin’s appeal? She never wanted anything from him and he practically had to bargain with her to ever see her.

  He had thought about leaving, but he couldn’t bring himself to go, she had put a spell on him and he had to have more.

  About the Author

  Valentina is a small-town girl with big ideas and a lust for well cut men! She found writing to explore all the possibilities a fevered mind can offer, with any variety of man she can think up!

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