Snow Job by Tara Wyatt (best classic books to read TXT) 📕

“You are so goddamn beautiful, Kayla,” he growled, flexing his hips up and pumping into her mouth. “You look so fucking sexy with my cock in your mouth. So gorgeous. So perfect.” She moaned, bobbing her head a little faster, the slide of his heavy cock over her tongue driving her insane. She could taste how much he liked it, too.

He eased out of her mouth, his cock hard as steel and glistening. From the wicked smile on his face, she knew he had something else in mind and she was more than happy to play along. He leaned forward and kissed her, and it was so lush and sensual that it felt like a reward for sucking his cock so well.

“On your back, gorgeous,” he said, his hands moving to her heavy, aching breasts, his thumbs flicking over her hard nipples. “Lie down so I can fuck these gorgeous tits.”

Her pulse raced and her stomach exploded with swirling lust as she hurried to obey. Her pussy clenched and she could feel wetness on the insides of her thighs. No man had ever turned her on like this, had ever been so good at making her lose control and beg for more.

He settled himself with his knees on either side of her ribs and she cupped her breasts, pushing them up and in for him. At a 38DD, she had plenty to work with. Sebastian curled his hand around the headboard and thrust his wet, hard cock between her breasts, sliding against her.

“Shit, that’s so fucking hot,” he ground out, and she couldn’t argue. The sight of his cock disappearing between her breasts, the head emerging nestled between her cleavage was one of the hottest things she’d ever seen. She tucked her chin, angling her face so she could lick at his head with each thrust. He made a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl and heat sparkled over her from head to toe. Making Sebastian feel good was everything in that moment.

He slowed his thrusts, his hips moving in tiny circles. “Fuck, I’m gonna come if I keep doing that.” Heat flashing in his eyes, he eased off of her and immediately settled himself between her legs. “Oh God, baby. You liked that, didn’t you? You’re soaked. Christ.”

“I love making you feel good,” she said, the last word coming out as a long moan when he slicked his fingers up and down her slit.

“The feeling is mutual, gorgeous,” he said, and then closed his mouth over her pussy, swirling his tongue over her clit in a lush, slow circle. Her hips jerked and everything inside her tightened, her clit throbbing. It felt as though everything inside her was swollen and achy. The entire world dropped away, her entire existence narrowed to the feeling of Sebastian’s mouth working over her pussy. Licking and sucking and kissing. Devouring.

He pulled back a little and slipped two fingers inside her. She was so wet that they slid in easily, and she clenched around him as he fucked her slowly with them. She was so close to coming, her orgasm hovering just out of grasp. With his fingers still inside her, he curled them up, rubbing and stroking in a circle just as he sucked her swollen, throbbing clit into his mouth.

The orgasm crashed through her like a sudden thunderstorm, the kind where it was sunny one minute and dark and booming the next. She shook and throbbed with the intensity of it, trying to breathe. But she couldn’t do anything but come, hard and long as she pulsed against Sebastian’s mouth, around his fingers. By the time he let her go, slipping his fingers free of her, she felt limp. Wrung out and boneless, in the best possible way.

“On your hands and knees, baby,” he said from between her legs, nipping at her still shaking inner thighs. Only the promise of his cock inside her was enough to make her move. As she rolled onto her stomach and then braced herself up on all fours, Sebastian moved off of the bed and snagged one of the condoms from the nightstand, opening it with swift, sure movements. She clenched as she watched him roll the rubber down his length and stroke himself a couple of times. The sight of his big fist curled around his thick cock was beyond erotic and made her want him even more badly. She lowered herself to her elbows, pressing her ass up into the air.

“Fuck me,” she said, barely recognizing her own voice, it was so thin and breathy with arousal. “Please, fuck me.”

The corner of his mouth quirked up in a sexy half smile and he knelt down on the bed behind her, slicking his cock through her folds, making her back arch and her hips press back against him. Angling his cock upward, he teased it over the seam of her ass, playing there just like he’d done with her breasts. Except with this, she felt like she was going to lose her mind with each swipe of his wet cock over her hole, her nerve endings sizzling.

Without warning, he shifted his angle again and plunged inside her, filling her up with one stroke. Her pussy rippled around him, welcoming him as he stretched her. He gave her ass a smack, just hard enough to make her skin tingle and warm and then gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his thrusting cock. He dropped down over her, his chest to her back, his mouth dragging over her neck and shoulders as he established a hard, deep rhythm.

“You feel so good, Kayla,” he said as he nipped her ear. “It’s so fucking good with you.” She opened her mouth to answer him, but all she could do was moan when he swiveled his hips in a circle. He took one of his hands from her hip and tangled it in her hair, tilting her