Discover Me

by Cara Thereon

  Discover Me

  By Cara Thereon

  Discover Me

  A Collection of Erotic Shorts

  By

  Cara Thereon

  Copyright © 2013 by Cara Thereon

  Cover photo copyright © Foter.com

  Discover Me

  Ebook – published 2012

  ASIN: B00CSACKBC

  All Rights Reserved.

  Cover art by Heidi S.

  No part of this ebook may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except for permitted by law.

  This book contains content that maybe not be suitable for readers 18 years and under. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Marks

  The pressure of him on top of her, nestled deep inside her, was delicious. The smell of sex permeated the air as they lay there luxuriating in the warm afterglow of a particularly vigorous round of sex. His lips devouring hers, the almost punishing thrusts, so glorious.

  She unwrapped tired legs from around his waist and sighed as he slipped from her body. He rested his head on her chest, allowing her to marvel at the differences in their skin tones. His light brown hair and lightly tanned face against her mocha colored breast. She felt his breath blow across her dark brown nipple and it responded by puckering up for him. She arched a little hoping to entice him into placing those pink lips on her skin. When he only placed a chaste kiss on the tip then moved off of her, she moaned in disappointment.

  A soft chuckle left him as he took in her pout. “You’ll wear me out, baby.”

  “I want you to wear me out.” Feeling daring, she let her legs fall open in invitation. The way his eyes dropped there filled her with renewed lust.

  He claimed fatigue, but she saw the evidence of his excitement standing proud between his thighs. Thoughts of him heavy on her tongue, thrusting and clenching her hair as he filled her throat with his essence flickered in her mind. That low burning need exploded into raging desire as she contemplated having him in her mouth. Just a taste would satisfy for now.

  Her need apparently reflected on her face because he shook his head and gave a husky laugh. “You’re insatiable.”

  “Does that mean you’re going to feed me then?” Her eyes dropped to his lap again, gratified to see him hard and pulsing. “Please?”

  “When you look at me like that, beg like that. It’s impossible to resist.”

  He stood up to stretch, his back rippled and flexed in the lamplight. Marks of varying shades red ran from his shoulders to his firm ass like racetracks. She licked her lips as she thought about how they’d gotten there. Her nails digging, scratching as he’d plunged inside of her. Possessing him as he possessed her. They looked wonderful on his pale skin, her marks.

  Watching as he moved away from her to the bathroom, she let herself get lost in the possibility of adding more marks to his skin. A soft moan slipped from her.

  “Wait for me,” he called from the doorway, urgency deepening his voice.

  Maybe he’d let her sink her teeth into that beautiful ass of his? That prospect had her palming her aching breast and slipping a hand down her stomach to tease her clit. Her back arched hard as she lost herself in the thought.

  An orgasm lurked ready to explode, but he appeared and swept her hand aside. “I told you to wait for me.” His voice was harsh with lust.

  He pushed her legs further apart and settled between them, her breath rushing out as he teased her with the head of his cock. She lifted her hips, seeking, needing to feel him inside of her. He parted her with his fingers and slipped inside, and she couldn’t help watching as disappeared between her dark lips.

  “Put your hands on me,” he demanded, pulling her hand from her breast and placing it on his back. “Make me feel you, make me yours.”

  His words burned through her. With each easy glide of his cock inside, her nails traced a new path down his back. Marking him, possessing him, just as he’d possessed her.

  Her Skin

  He held his breath, watched the sway of her hips as she brushed by him. The light shimmered along her skin, tempting him to taste and take.

  But this was his game and he wanted to last to the end of it.

  “On the bed.” He let his need spill out in gruff tones.

  She looked over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust, a mirror of his pleasure. She waited as though needing to feel his eyes on her bare back, and he answered that need. His breathe coming in great gasps as he took her in.

  Her hair spilled down, brushing her skin, serving as a line to follow. He clenched his hands, another outward sign of his desire, as he glanced at the full globes of her behind. Her long legs parted just enough to hint at what hid between, beckoned him to touch. His dick jumped, hardening to a painful point. He wanted her with a primal need.

  Not yet.

  “Get on the bed. Now.” He sounded savage, but he didn’t care. He wanted to see all of her first. This time she obeyed without question.

  Her ass jiggled as she climbed on the comforter, her breasts swayed like ripe fruit as she settled on all fours. Without being told, she lowered her head to the bed. Her ass lifted so lewdly drew him toward her.

  He circled around, stopped when he stood behind her, and recorded the picture she made in his mind. Her pussy, so plump, pink, and wet peeked out. His tongue moved to moisten his lips as he let his erotic thoughts take over.

  The gentle quiver of her thighs as he touched her was enticing so he traced a path from knee to the crease of her ass, loving how she shook. “You didn’t even know how beautiful you are.” He groaned when she lifted her hips higher. “I have to taste you.”

  “Please,” she whispered.

  “Then show me.” He wanted to prolong this dance just a moment longer.

  Her red nails appeared along the outer curve of her hips. Once again his breath halted in his lungs as he watched her part her cheeks and offer herself to him. The puckered ring of her rosebud clenched then relaxed, and he burned with a need to take her there. But his eyes moved lower and he knew exactly where he wanted to go first.

  Leaning forward, he took in her scent. She was heady, musky, intoxicating. His.

  He fanned his breath out over her and smiled when she moaned, her inner muscles visibly clenching. The teasing was too much, and he’d blow if he didn’t stop, but he had to taste her first.

  Slow, so slow it was obscene, he let his tongue trek a path from her clit to her rosebud. Her moan became a keen as he swirled inside both open holes, taking in her unique flavor. She always tasted so good to him.

  His cock ached when he finished, edgy now with that slow exploration. From the way she shook without a single touch from him said it was beyond time to give them what they both needed.

  Pushing her hands aside, he gripped her hips as he fit his cock to her body. And just as slowly as he licked, he sank into her clinging heat. Watching the way her body open and spread as he moved deeper drew his balls up, but he held off that urge. He wanted to feel her gripping him tight before he lost it. So inch by inch he advanced, listening to her pant and moan beneath him.

  She felt like hot silk wrapped around him, sucking him deeper until his hips were flesh to the soft cheeks of her butt. Her body hugging his, pussy lips wide around him, made him want to do dirty things to her.

  She wiggled, trying to entice him to move, but he held her still. “Don’t make me wait like this. Please!”

  Her bre
athy plea unleashed something animal inside of him. He tightened his grip on her waist until she stopped her movement, and pulled out of her slow. With a snap of his hips, he thrust in forcing a scream from her lips. Over and over her took her with measured thrust, reveling in the heat of her body, the wet sounds of her sex, and the slap of their bodies. He growled in his throat, determined to claim her.

  She let out a long moan when she came, her cry filling the room as her pussy clamped hard around his cock. It was too much for him to take, and with a roar he filled her with his essence.

  Lying over her back, he felt an acute satisfaction as having won this game.

  Reading

  “Burying his mouth further against her pussy, he flicked her clit with his tongue in rapid succession before finally taking the heated button in his mouth and sucking it. She arched her back…”

  Veronica’s eyes scanned the page, devouring each sentence like thickly iced cake. She was the heroine spread out like a banquet for the mouth of her lover. The pictures the story created vivid in her mind, and she could see it like she was there experiencing each touch. The feel of his mouth between her legs, how wet she’d be, the air against her skin, his hands holding her fast so she couldn’t move. She moaned just as the woman as she pictured what her release would feel like as he wrung every last ounce of pleasure from her body.

  She licked her dry lips and shifted on the couch. Her body begged for completion. Her mind pushed her to keep reading as she let her hand trail down her stomach to the front of her yoga pants. The heat coming through the thin material should’ve shocked her, but she kept reading.

  The hero flipped his willing partner on her stomach; the book describing in erotic detail the way his cock entered her from behind. As Veronica pictured the scene, she let her hand slip under the band of her pants to brush along the front of her damp panties. Her clit swelled beneath her fingertips and wetness coated the digits as she brushed up and down sending sparks of sensation through her body.

  “What are you reading?” An amused male voice called from behind her.

  She pulled her hands out of her pants and snapped the book shut. Sitting perfectly still on the couch, she considered her options. How much had Travis seen? Her hips had just begun their restless moments when he’d called out, but that didn’t mean he’d seen anything. Maybe the best course of action was no action at all. It wasn’t like they interacted much though they were apartment mates. Her unruly libido kicked up at the possibility of him having caught her touching herself.

  The room sat in silence as she stared out the window into the darkness. Daylight would reveal the garden in the backyard, but right now it was all inky blackness. She tried to focus on how the roses would look in hopes that he would go on his way. The soft pad of footsteps on the hardwood floor killed that hope in one swoop.

  A groaned slipped through her lips, “Please, can’t you go away and pretend you didn’t see anything?”

  Travis’ deep laughter trickled across her skin as he plopped down beside her. “And what would be the fun in that?”

  Unable to look at him, she kept her eyes trained on the coffee table in front of her. He sat so close, his denim-covered thigh pressed against her. The scent of his cologne, something spicy, made her that much more aware of him. From the corner of her eye she could see his mussed blonde hair and the way his old t-shirt hugged his lean chest. His ocean blue eyes scanned her face, touching her like a physical caress. Her body clamored at the sight of him, eager for him to finish what she started on her own.

  He reached across her body and grabbed the book before she could tuck it under her butt. Embarrassment heated her face before he even looked at it. The way he arched her brow made her close her eyes. She could hear him flipping pages and making low noises in the back of his throat. Even those innocent sounds added to the ache.

  “‘Just as the receiver hit his ear, he heard her moaning. His cock tightened painfully in his pants, and he ached to reach in and rub it.’” He turned to look at her with a leer on his face. “You like reading this stuff? When’s the last time you got laid?”

  “That’s none of your damn business!!” She snatched the book out of his hands and rose to her feet. Her arousal effectively doused, Veronica just wanted to get out of the room before she did anything stupid.

  “That long?” He laughed as her expression darkened. She had to look away unable to hold his gaze when the blue darkened to a stormy color.

  “Just drop it.” She turned her back on his and went to leave the room.

  “You know I can help you out.” His husky tone stopped her in her tracks.

  Emotions, ones she usually ignored, surged up at his suggestion. There was longing and promised heat in his voice, and it sizzled through her body. She felt more wetness ease from her pussy. Her practical mind warred with her overheated body. It kept her motionless at the door, the sound of their breathing the only sound in the room.

  “I don’t think it would be a good idea. We do have to live together, Travis.” She swallowed hard, unable to keep the breathiness from her voice.

  Silence descended again. She didn’t move even when she heard his clothing shift as he moved closer to her. She jumped when fingers trailed down her back, warming her through the fabric of her tank top. She could’ve gasped at the sensation, but her mind was too focused on the path his hand was taking.

  His hand disappeared, replaced by the heat of his body against her. “True. But don’t tell me you haven’t thought about us together, Ronnie. Don’t tell me you haven’t imagined me bending you over the counter and sliding in as deep as you can take me.” He swept her hair to the side and pressed his lips to her neck.

  A vivid picture of them doing just that popped unbidden into her mind. Her hands braced on the countertop, Travis driving into her from behind, and going until she exploded like fire around him. She couldn’t help moaning, totally taken with the image.

  “No.” Shame blended with arousal at how desperate she sounded.

  She found herself turned into his arms. The blue of his irises swallowed whole by the black of his pupil. He looked hungry, his arms tight around her waist, pulling her body close to his. The evidence of his arousal pressed into her lower belly and she wiggled her hips unconsciously at the feel of him. He felt thick and long, and she wanted him.

  He lowered his head until their lips were inches apart. “What you’re mouth is saying and what your body is aren’t the same, baby. I think you want to be bent over that countertop, don’t you? My cock getting slippery with your wetness, pumping hard.” He brought her up on her tiptoes so that bulge settled against her mound.

  Veronica gasped and he nipped at her lower lip. Her hands balled in his shirt, but to push him away or draw him close she didn’t know. “Travis, we can’t.” It felt like a plea, a cry that said she wanted to.

  “We can,” he breathed. “We can and it’ll be so good. So much better than anything you’d get from that book.”

  The wall was at her back then, his mouth demanding submission from her. Veronica let those long pent feelings bubble up, and gave in to it.

  A Favor

  “I owe you something.” She whispered in his ear.

  Her hand trailed from his chest down to rest on his obvious arousal. She caressed him through his pants, a small smile tipping her lips.

  “I thought you promised to wash my back,” he replied as he thrust into the hand cupping him.

  Kissing him on the corner of his lips, whispering as she moved away, “I promise you’ll like this better.”

  She rose up to her knees beside him on the bed and undid the string of his bottoms. He lifted his hips so she could push them and underwear down to his ankles. Even semi-erect, a shaft of arousal went through her and she murmured her approval.

  Pulling her shirt over her head, revealing her bare body beneath. She allowed him to admire her for a moment before she straddled his waist, settling herself over his stomach. Just knowing what she woul
d do made her wet and she knew he could feel it on his taut skin.

  Leaning forward, she let her breasts dangle like a fruit just above his face. “How can I please you this morning, Sir?” Her voice was low purr.

  “Shit, you’re killing me.” He groaned as he eyed her breasts.

  “They’re yours.” She held her breast and offered it to his mouth. “Have a taste, please.”

  The feel of his tongue rasping at the hard nipple made her shudder. He lifted his head and latched on, then sucked with enough force that her body clamped down. She watched his face; his eyes closed in absolute pleasure as he devoured first one tight nipple than the other. The sight of him enjoying her body took her breath away. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as she could.

  She sat up, forcing him to release her nipple from between his lips with an audible pop. He opened his eyes and naked desire swirled in his dark eyes. She held his eyes as she grasped both breasts and circled her nipples that were wet from his mouth. So sensitive now, she squirmed even as his eyes followed the movement of her fingers.

  “Let me please you.” She let him hear all her desire for him in her voice.

  His hard arousal rested against her back and she had to taste him. Rotating around, she straddled his chest, bringing her face close to his hard shaft. He stood fully erect then, and read for whatever attention she wanted to give him. Her mouth watered in anticipation of tasting him.