Love Bug (The Prescotts Book 3) by Tara Wyatt (interesting books to read txt) 📕

to subside. When she pulled back from their kiss, her cheeks were pink, her neck and chest gorgeously flushed.

“Wow,” she whispered, inhaling a shaky breath. “I’ve never come like that before.”

The corner of his mouth pulled up in a smile. “It’s so sexy how responsive you are.”

She bit her lip and started working the buttons of his shirt free. “And what about you, Max? Are you responsive?” She slipped a few more buttons free, her fingers working until his shirt was entirely open. With her bottom lip caught between her teeth, she tugged his shirt out of his pants and then set to work on his belt. Lust pounded through his veins as he watched Willa undress him.

“Stand up,” she whispered, so he did. As if he was going to do anything else except exactly what she told him. Holding his gaze, she slipped out of her panties, sank to her knees and unzipped the front of his pants. With her fingers curled in the waistband, she slid his pants down and he stepped out of them, leaving him in nothing but his boxer briefs.

She moaned softly and stroked his cock through the fabric, then cupped his balls. He hissed out a breath and then couldn’t do anything but watch as she leaned forward and nuzzled her face against him, her lips dragging over his cock. The heat of her breath through the fabric made him clench his jaw and ball his fists, it was so fucking good and yet not nearly enough. If he had his way, he’d pull his cock out and feed it to her right this second, but she clearly needed to tease and explore, and he wanted to give her that. Whatever she wanted was hers, as far as he was concerned.

Looking up at him, she kissed up and down the length of him, rubbing her lips over him. Heat coiled tight in his stomach and he clenched and unclenched his fists, fighting for control. Fighting to give her this.

“What do you need?” she asked, rubbing her palm over him, a deliberately teasing touch.

“Your mouth,” he rasped out, his voice like sandpaper, gritty and rough. “I need to see your lips wrapped around me, angel.”

She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them down, his impossibly hard cock springing free. Holding his gaze, she kissed away the drop of pre-cum gathered at the tip, closing her eyes and moaning at the taste of him.

“Get on the bed,” she said, rising to her feet. He pulled her against him and kissed her, taking her with him as he moved back onto the bed, the frame creaking slightly. Still kissing her, he moved them up the bed, not stopping until his head hit the pillow, Willa’s body stretched out on top of him. She broke the kiss, trailing her lips over his jaw, his neck, his throat. “I’ve thought about doing this so many times,” she whispered and then slowly started kissing her way down his body, biting lightly at his nipples, swirling her tongue around his belly button, kissing his abs one by one. Once she was on her knees between his legs, she wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking slowly, and all he could do was watch. It was as though he were pinned in place by the weight of his lust. His need.

His love for her.

Dipping her head, she swirled her tongue around him then kissed the tip again. Then, her gaze holding his, she wrapped her lips around him and took him deep into her mouth. His hand fisted in the duvet as he fought back the urge to thrust his hips up, wanting more of the exquisite wet heat of her mouth. Wanting to brand the image of Willa, her mouth full of his cock, onto his brain.

“That’s so good, angel,” he said, his voice low. “Your mouth is fucking heaven.”

She moaned around him, her hand fondling his balls. Even though this was new, it was as though she knew exactly how he liked to be touched, licked, sucked. Releasing him, she kissed up and down his length, licking and sucking. “I’ve touched myself thinking about exactly this,” she whispered, then swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. “I’ve made myself come thinking about this gorgeous cock in my mouth. Mmm.”

“Holy fuck, Willa,” he moaned, his hips jerking against the mattress. “That’s so fucking hot.”

Lowering her head, she took him back into her mouth and all he could do was stare, watching his cock slide between her lips. Fuck, it was too much. He threw his arm over his eyes, knowing if he kept watching he’d be coming all over her tongue in a matter of minutes. Maybe sooner.

His grip on the duvet tightened as she moaned around him, sucking him deeper, her lips and tongue working him until his balls were throbbing, heat pounding down his spine. Lifting his arm, allowing himself a glimpse, all of the air left his lungs at the sight of Willa’s mouth around him, her head bobbing as she sucked his cock. She supported herself with one hand on the mattress, while the other was between her legs, her fingers slowly, almost teasingly circling her clit.

Hot, pulsing heat gathered around the base of his cock and with his hands on her shoulders, he urged her up. He was dangerously close to coming and while the idea of coming in her mouth, of watching her swallow down everything he gave her, was beyond hot, it wasn’t what he wanted for tonight.

“Come here,” he said, tugging her up his body. She sat straddling him, her pussy pressed against his hard stomach, hot and wet. “You’re a little too good at that,” he admitted, then took her hand, the one that had been between her legs, and brought her fingers to his mouth. He slowly sucked and licked each one, savoring the taste of her on his tongue. His cock jerked