His Word...Destiny ~ Book Three in the Trusted Saga ~ (excerpt)

Title : His Word...destiny

Book Three in the Trusted Saga

Release date : Available now (purchase link under "Books" heading)

EXCERPT ...

My mouth was drying up, and I was slowly moving from my seat along the edge of the spa-bath, inching forward, getting closer, and closer to his tempting hardened cock.

The smooth surface of his cockhead glistened as it caught the light every now and then, highlighting the sweet pre-cum exuding from the slit at the top of his swollen flesh. My tongue darted out, licking my lips in preparation, imagining the taste of him. I hummed, and closed my eyes briefly to completely savor the imagined taste.

My eyes opened in time to see his large hand reach down, and palm his balls, before his fingers wrapped around the thick base of his shaft. His hand slowly pumped up, and down his bulging flesh, accelerating the desire to flow heatedly through my veins. The urge to brush my nipples with my palms raced through me, and before I knew what I was doing, my hands were already there. His eyes flickered down for a nano-second, and his smile widened.

“I want you in my mouth,” I whispered heatedly. It was the only thought racing through my head. My body was craving him, my mouth salivating at the thought of engulfing his rigid flesh, and sucking his molten length down into the tightness of my throat.

I leaned forward. With his cock just millimeters away from my lips, I looked up at his face longingly, while the palms of my hands absently slid across the tips of my protruding nipples, tantalizingly teasing the urge to grow.

Yes---I did want him in my mouth. And I was still mystified how my voice formulated the words to come out of my mouth! His dead-sexy grin distracted me from feeling too much embarrassment.

“Open up, Baby.” He thrust his hips forward, with his fingers still casually pumping the base of his cock when he slipped the heated tip of his engorged head through my eagerly parting lips.

Oh---fuck---yeah. He was an all-male, all-consuming ultimate definition of sex-on-legs. And I fucking loved it. I moaned fervently along his steely length as I swallowed him, humming with pleasure when his hand wrapped up in a tight fist through the hair at the back of my head, and pulled hard on my scalp.

“Fuck.” His sexy voice drawled the word so slowly, he sounded like he was totally, and selfishly enjoying the moment. My clit was throbbing with need, and my hips moved of their own volition back, and forth in the warmth of the fragrant water.

I felt the tip of him touch against the back of my throat when he flexed his thighs, and rocked his hips forward. I didn’t feel the gagging reflex, and my throat opened for him to slide down the narrow channel even further. My clit was no longer throbbing. It was burning---tingling, and swelling with an increasing intensity with every plunging thrust of his cock down my throat. His fingers were clenching so hard at the back of my head, it was almost painful. But it was so fucking hot, and I was getting so fucking turned on.

I let go of the edge of the tub, and placed one hand between my legs. I rubbed my open palm up, and down over my whole bare pussy at once, sliding one finger back through my creamy folds on the return, my fingertip sliding silkily over the tip of my swelling clit, and eliciting another husky moan of yearning to reverberate along the length of his shaft.

Oh, my God---I’m so wet. I drew my fingers back on the next return, spreading them to run down the outside of my swollen outer lips. When I felt the hardened bud of my needy clit, I clenched them together. An immediate spasm of unbelievable pleasure shot through me like lightning, and again I moaned as he plunged back down my throat. My skin was tingling, and heating, and it had nothing to do with the hot water I was sitting in. My breath was coming in in short sharp gasps through my nose when I felt him plunge down my throat again.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth, Baby.” He shoved extra hard to emphasize just how much he meant it, and I was rewarded with an agonizingly slow growl when my throat muscles constricted around his hard, wide girth. I closed my eyes, and worked my throat over, and around him while it contracted, and drew him in deeper. “Don’t waste a drop, Angelica,” he hissed harshly through his teeth.

He withdrew enough for me to moan my acknowledgement, before he plunged back in.

My fingers were moving rapidly down the outer side of each of my plump lips, squeezing over, and over each time I moved across the area concealing my hard little clit, not giving it nearly enough attention while it throbbed, and ached incessantly. I need to cum.

His cock sliding in, and out through my lips, up and down inside the constriction of my throat, heightened the erotic desire sparking through my clit, and up inside my tightened channel. I slid my finger down between my lips, and moaned in excited appreciation on finding it so wet, and slick. I was easily able to insert one finger up inside me when he pushed his cock back down my throat. One finger just wasn’t doing it anymore. I added another---then a third.

His fist pulled on my hair more fiercely, yanking on my scalp, and keeping up a constant pressure, while he continued to direct the depth, and frequency of how deep, or how long his cock was down inside the clenching channel of my throat.

It was exhilarating to feel him exert such a small amount of control over me. I felt the sudden swell of his engorged cockhead, all the way around as it expanded buried deep inside the tight walls of my throat, before the first stream of his hot salty cum shot down. It was enough to tip me over the edge, and drown me in my own shuddering orgasm which flowed ceaselessly through my body. My breath was coming in fast, and hard through my nose, while his cock continued to empty his seed in my mouth, his thick white cum hotly coating my tongue.

I moaned in utter bliss, while the walls of my channel rippled around my fingers, and my body convulsed in ecstasy, sucking every last drop from his spent cock when my juices flooded the palm of my hand, before dissipating in the warm water of the bath.

I eventually released the suctioned hold I had on his cock, and let him slide out of my mouth, his length slowly trailing across my bottom lip. Levi took one step backward, and leaned down, cupping his hand beneath my chin with his left hand to tilt my head up.

His lips crashed down hard against me, his tongue forcing a path through my lips, and in my mouth, with such possession, such passion, it took my breath away. I could only stare in disbelief at him when he released my lips, and his hand left my chin.

Blowjobs were never on my must, or maybe list, but I was pretty sure what he just did was not the norm. Not according to everything I heard from the other girls in our group, anyway. I never heard of any one of them having a guy kiss them so intensely after having just blown their load in your mouth.

I remembered Leanne telling me once, there was no way her fuck buddy would do that---Ever. The fact Levi just did that to me, knowing he was going to taste himself on my tongue, was so fucking hot.

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