Head Over Heels by Lena Matthews (most inspirational books of all time .TXT) 📕

“I think I will.” And that was all that he said. The smooth flesh of his finger was replaced by the warm heat of his mouth. His tongue stroked over her sensitive clit, lashing her engorged bud as she leaned back against the wall and held on for dear life.

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“Parker,” she moaned, as she buried her hands in his thick hair and held him to her pussy. She didn’t want him to ever stop. The touch of his mouth was like heaven on earth, and it’d had been way too long since she’d been to heaven.

His tongue lathed the sensitive bundle of nerves as he slid two fingers deep within her moist depths. There was nothing gentle about the way he finger fucked her, which was good because she wasn’t in a gentle state of mind. She wanted to be taken, ravished, fucked until she couldn’t think straight, and Parker was just the man to do it.

“Oh, God. Don’t stop,” she begged. “So close.”

His mouth teased and tormented her as his fingers plunged into her hot, wet sex, fucking her over and over until she thought she’d go mad from the pleasure of his touch alone.

Her body trembled as the climax, seemingly out of reach, rushed upon her.

She screamed his name as she came. Her orgasm tore through her at lightening speed. One second she was on the brink and the next she was falling head over heels into the abyss. Her release was so fast it was painful, but well worth the wait.

Her spasm had barely slowed before he pushed her leg to the ground. Her hand fell limply from his hair as he stood. All of her energy was spent in keeping her on her feet.

He made quick work of his pants, pushing them down past his knees. The sound of foil ripping was the only warning she received before he lifted her hips, anchored her to the wall and centered his cock at the apex of her sex.

“Still in denial about the crying?” he asked, as brushed his crown against her moist tender flesh.

“I didn’t cry.” Her voice was rough and shaky. As light-headed as she felt, Cyn was surprised she was able to form words into sentences. “I screamed.”

“Even better.” Without saying another word, Parker began his slow penetration into her body. He pushed into her steadily, not stopping until he was buried balls deep inside her. “Damn, I missed you,” he groaned. “I can already tell, baby, this is going to be a fast and bumpy ride.”

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Cyn cried out as her body stretched around his thick cock. It had been so long, so fucking long since she’d felt him inside her. “Do you hear me…complaining?”

“No.” Parker dug his fingers into her hips and pulled back until only the head of his cock remained, before plunging forward once more. “The only thing I want to hear you do is moan.”

That was something she could do with absolutely no problem. Cyn dug her nails in to his shoulder as he powered into her. If it weren’t for his shirt, she was sure she would have scarred him for life.

Normally she loved to be naked with him, to feel their skin sliding against each other. But their need was so powerful, so urgent, there was no time for all the niceties.

Removing clothing was something that would take too much time. She needed him now.

“You’re so fucking tight.” He murmured between thrusts. “So tight and hot. How did I go so long without my fix of you?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care.” Talking could come later. “Just don’t stop.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He pushed into her again and caused her to gasp with the force of his thrust. “But meet me halfway there. Fuck my cock, baby, as I fuck your pussy.”

She had no problem acceding to his demands.

They worked in tandem with one another. As Parker thrust up, Cyn bore down. She took every inch of his cock into her aching pussy, loving the feel of his hard flesh inside her tender sheath. Tightening her arms around his neck, she leaned back into the wall and arched her hips, enabling him to drive deeper inside her. Her orgasm was so fresh, her body felt sensitive to the touch, but she didn’t care. Cyn would take every second of pain to have one moment of pleasure with him.

He kept her on the edge, teasing her with fast thrusts then slowing down when she began to peak only to start the whole process again. She struggled to hold him tight, to force him to give her what she wanted, but he proved far stronger than her at controlling his passions. She could see on his face though his own effort to resist her urgings.

“Parker…please,” she whimpered, begging for what she needed.

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“There’s that cry I’m talking about.” Her words were apparently the catalyst he needed to acquiesce to her demands. His cock jack-hammered in and out of her pussy, causing his pelvis to brush against her clit with every thrust. All she could do was hold on and enjoy the rough, wild ride. So much for working together. His loving was fierce and all consuming as the man himself. He took without asking and gave without quarter.

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she begged. “I’m so close.”

“Then come for me, baby. Come all over my cock.”

He powered into her at backbreaking speeds, pounding her to orgasm with every push. The pressure continued to build with his every thrust until her climax rushed over her, shaking her body from the strength of her release. As she shuddered in his arms, his control vanished, and he sped up, reaching for his own climax as she trembled around him.

Her spasms had barely slowed when his began. Cyn’s eyes fluttered open just in time to see Parker’s release. Never before had she witnessed something as sensual, so erotic or beautiful in her life