Groomed For Love: A Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance by Flora Ferrari (best books to read all time txt) 📕

you to come in my mouth, now,” I demand, moving both my hands back down, gently opening her pussy lips wide as her quivering hole is filled with my tongue.

Her legs hook firmly around my neck, and she thrusts her hips forward in one full movement as she starts to jerk and shudder.

Her climax taking both of us by surprise slightly, but I know it’s what we’ve both waited for.

Her body stiffens and then starts to shake as I grip that fine ass with both hands and press her sex into my face, my cheeks feeling the softness of her thick thighs as they quake under the full force of her full body orgasm.

By some miracle, I manage to stop myself from exploding, focusing my attention on her pleasure over mine for now. Relishing the sensation and taste of her as her thrashing waves break against the shore of my body.

She’s the ocean and I’m the shore.

We’ve found each other at last, after so long. Each of us feeling so isolated without the other.

Everything is made clear and perfect once she climaxes onto my tongue for the first but by no means the last time today.

I promise myself that much.

Her breathing gets so hard, so intense, I almost start to worry as she begins to wheeze my name. Building up in tempo with her orgasm until she grips me so hard I feel her nails drag across my skull, calling my name as the final and most intense waves of her climax wash over her.

Running through us both as I feel every nuance of her body responding to mine.

Our hands finding each other’s, and gripping hard until I come up for air, pulling her to my lips when she’s ready. I let her taste herself on my lips, and I know there is some of me on hers too.

My pulsing dick presses hard into her soft stomach as I pull her close, but I just want to hold her for now.

I tell her what I want her to know. How I want her to feel for every minute of every day from now on.

“You’re mine now, Naomi. Understand? This is mine, and I am all yours too,” I whisper into her ear.

The kiss we share is electric. More intense than our first and I can already tell that each kiss from now on is going to be better than the last if that’s even at all possible.

I part our lips long enough to form the words I want her to hear on mine.

It’s crazy, too soon and all that. But she needs to know.

I want to tell her, but her fingers press against my lips before I can say a word, let alone three.

“I… I’m a virgin, Parker,” she confesses, blushing. Her eyes move down and I can see there’s a degree of shame in them.

But it’s music to my ears.

I’m the happiest, the luckiest man alive.

“You’re my virgin then,” I tell her, lifting her chin with my fingers, pressing our heads together, telling her that the two of us is all that matters now. No matter what.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Naomi

I guess it had to happen this way.

Parker’s a man of action. A man who knows what he wants. And if it was left entirely up to me, I could have let myself second guess everything until doomsday.

Until it might have been too late.

Fortunately, he takes charge and I yield just enough to show him that although still shy, I know what I want to.

And I want him.

Hearing him tell me I’ll be his and that I belong to him? It’s almost as big a turn on as his tongue over mine.

Almost as much a turn on as that same tongue buried so deep in my virgin pussy I hear myself practically screaming his name by the time I can’t hold back any longer.

Coming in his mouth, his huge hands gripping me as I shake and shiver with what has to be the single most intense experience of my life so far.

But having him hold me so gentle afterward, even though I can still feel the intensity of his own need, his own arousal. He only gets happier once I tell him my secret.

I’ve never even kissed a boy, let alone a real man.

And I’ve certainly never experienced anything like Parker.

Hardly touched myself except for when I shower and maybe shave down there. Only every once in a while too, which Parker doesn’t even seem to notice.

And if he does, he’s not complaining.

But nothing, not even my wildest dreams and strung out, panty-wet fantasies could have prepared me for the incredible feelings, the intense emotions, and the absolute relief we both feel once Parker and I finally really physically connect.

I’m half-naked, sliding across his kitchen table by the time he sets me on his knee, politely ignoring the huge cock of his I feel pressing into my side.

Hot, throbbing and so freaking big, I’m almost grateful for the break in the proceedings.

I try to take my eyes off it, but it’s huge, and my curiosity is too much in the end.

I take him in both hands and start to explore gently at first, but feeling a fresh wave of need welling up inside me, I’m jerking his fat rod in no time, trying to free myself so I can see how much of him I can fit in my mouth.

Favors for favors, ya know?

But his body shivers, and he pulls me back.

“Easy tiger, easy,” he says, trying to chuckle, but I feel his member twitching and jerking all on its own. Thick lines of clear fluid running from it, as his jaw clenches and he closes his eyes for a moment.

“I’m saving this for you,” he says firmly.

“For in here,” he adds, running a palm over my wispy tuft before cupping my pussy in his palm, making me jerk and spasm all over again.

“I want all of you, Naomi, and I won’t waste a drop of my seed unless I know