Dead End: Midnight Hollow by Penn Cassidy (best e reader for epub txt) 📕

ran my fingers through his dark hair, feeling the silky strands sliding between my knuckles as I gripped tight. His plump lips hit my pussy softly at first, and I sucked in a sharp breath. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It was incredibly soft, wet, and warm. It was comforting, yet it set me on edge, and I couldn’t help but rock my hips.

I felt his breath on me as he huffed a small, amused laugh, but he never stopped what he was doing with that wicked tongue of his. I would have screamed if he had. His tongue licked me in one swoop, flattening over my clit and pressing slightly, until I felt a buzzing sensation roll over me. I felt hot and on edge, and I suddenly knew I was going to come hard if he didn’t stop. He must have known this, because his palm pressed me to the mattress more firmly and he began licking much faster with small, erratic flicks of his long tongue. He licked in shorter bursts that had me seeing stars.

My back arched off the mattress, and my fingers left his hair in favor of slapping over my own lips to suppress an embarrassingly loud moan. It was getting more and more difficult to keep quiet, and somehow, I knew Jason was getting a kick out of it. My legs began to shake as he sucked on my clit, and I looked down in shock at the spike of overwhelming pleasure.

I froze when yellow slitted eyes met mine and a forked tongue lapped at my center in quick bursts. Panic flooded me, but the pleasure along with it made my hips undulate against the forked tongue. It was Damon staring back at me, and he smiled wickedly.

“Get the fuck out of here, Damon,” I panted, trying to keep my orgasm at bay. “Bring him back,” I begged.

I felt him laugh, his breath wafting over me and making me shiver. “I thought you liked it on the kinky side, luv,” he purred. Those yellow eyes were practically glowing in the darkness of my bedroom. “And you taste delectable, can’t I stay a while?” he purred.

His words sent something hot and wild through my body, and it only prompted him to lick me faster with the flat of his long as hell tongue. My hands grasped my sheets, balling them up and twisting just to contain the pleasure. “Jason…” I panted again. I didn’t have it in me to say much more than that.

Damon clicked his tongue. “You’re no fun.” He smiled. “Jason’s right here, baby girl, and he’s quite enjoying himself.”

My eyes widened at the thought. Could he be telling the truth? Was Jason conscious of what was going on? Was he letting Damon take control? I looked back down in time to see his eyes flicker back to grey, and Jason smiled. “You afraid of my demon?” he asked with a devilish grin.

I was about to say something clever, but all thoughts flew from my brain as he slipped two fingers inside of me, curling them at the knuckles and sucking my clit between his lips. That was it for me. I sailed right over the edge of the horizon, pulling my pillow over my face so that I could scream into it and not wake up the entire house. Stars exploded behind my eyes, and my hips bucked against his mouth repeatedly.

It took a few long minutes for me to come back down from my high. Jason licked me leisurely a few more times, drawing out the last remnants of tingling pleasure. He lingered as if he were savoring the taste of me, and I couldn’t even find it in myself to feel embarrassed about it. When he stopped licking, it was only to slide his palms back up the length of my bare thighs.

“Fucking hell, you taste like heaven,” he murmured in a rumbling, edgy voice. I could tell he was holding back, because his fingers began to shake from restraint.

When he was fully hovering over my body, he peeled my oversized shirt off and threw it on the floor, before letting his steely eyes rove my body. I’d been a little bit self conscious about how pale I’d become this last year. Since I was in middle school, I’d been self tanning with my friends on the cheer team, and I’d always had a polished and plucked Barbie look about me. Now, I was bare before this hot as fuck guy in all my pale glory, but it looked as though he was loving and savoring every fucking inch of me. I suddenly got hot all over again.

I felt Jason harden even more against my thigh, contained in his sweats, so I bucked my hips a little, letting him feel my pussy drag over his thick cock. I was suddenly salivating. I needed to feel him as completely as he felt me, but it seemed like Jason already had a plan.

I watched as he took his grey sweatpants off, and honestly…I was sad to see them go. Something about a man in a pair of grey sweats really did something for me, really got those engines revving. He held himself aloft with one arm. His muscles were strained, and as soon as they were off, I forced his shirt over his head with fast fingers until it was lying with mine on the floor.

Holy mother of pumpkins, he was jacked. I never knew Jason was so utterly cut. He had abs for days, his olive skin had just a few beauty marks scattered here and there, and the way his pecs and muscles flexed had me moaning. Christ, nobody had the right to look like that. Before I could stop myself, I was running my greedy fingers over those muscles, and he watched as they trailed down and down and down, until they stopped at his pelvic bone.

Oh lord have mercy. His cock was thick