Double Dating with the Dead Karen Kelley (top ten books to read .txt) 📖

get his fill of her; then maybe she wouldn’t drive him crazy with need every time he was around her.

Her thighs quivered when he kissed her, running his tongue over the fleshy part of her sex. Man, he’d only imagined, only dreamed of doing this to her.

He slipped his finger inside her while his mouth continued to ravage her. So damn wet and ready for him to enter.

But not yet.

He slid his finger inside her again. She whimpered. He inserted another finger, thrusting in and out.

“Oh, God, I’m going to…come!”

He continued to suck, continued to thrust with his fingers, and hard trembles shook her body as the orgasm washed over her in waves.

She gave one hard jerk and sank back down onto the counter into a puddle. Damn, he loved when he could make a woman come that hard with just his mouth and fingers.

“You okay?” he asked when she didn’t say anything. Her breathing was shallow, turning him on as he watched the gentle rise and fall of her breasts.

“Okay?” She laughed. “Better than okay. But not good at all. Terrible. Horrible. You’ve managed to ruin other men for me, Trent Sanders. I’ve never ever climaxed like that with anyone else. What man will ever compare to this. No way.”

“Yeah, I was pretty good, wasn’t I?”

“Egotistical ass.” She took the hand he offered and pulled herself to a sitting position.

She put her hands on his cheeks and brought her lips to his. Her tongue met his, stroked and sucked before she slowly slid off the counter, her body cascading down his. He’d never known his dick could ache so much to be inside a woman as it did right now.

“You must be hurting,” she whispered close to his ear, flicking her tongue over the lobe before delving inside.

He grabbed her ass, pulling her tight against him, grinding his erection against her sex. Rather than backing away, she nudged herself closer.

“If you’re not careful, your playtime is going to be cut short,” he warned.

She laughed lightly, but backed up just a step. “Now, that wouldn’t be fun for either of us, because when you come, I want this”—her hand circled his penis and stroked downward, pulling the skin back and staring down at him before slowly bringing the skin back up—“inside me.” She licked her lips. “I want to taste you first, then I want you buried deep inside of me.”

He groaned. “No more than I want all that, but I don’t know how much more I can stand.”

“I guess we’ll see.” She smiled like a cat who’d just found a bowl of cream.

Her nipples brushed across his chest. He couldn’t resist. He caught them between his thumbs and forefingers, squeezing lightly. She closed her eyes, her mouth opening slightly before she apparently realized she was supposed to be the one in charge.

A frown marred her features. “You’re interfering with my fun.”

“You don’t think this is fun?” he asked while maintaining a look of innocence. She didn’t look as though she was buying it.

“Yeah, but I can think of other things to do—like putting my mouth on your dick and sucking you inside,” she whispered in a low, sultry voice.

When his hands stilled, she slipped out of his grasp and went to her knees.

“This is nice,” she said, her breath tickling his dick. It quivered in response.

She stuck her tongue out and licked up his length. His knees nearly buckled. Good thing the counter was right there. He leaned forward, placing his hands on the tiles as he sucked in a deep breath.

“You like that?” she asked.

“God, you know I do.” Hell, it was all he could do to talk, to think. All he wanted to do was feel the incredible sensations as her mouth covered him, as he rested for a second against her tongue before she began to slowly suck, drawing him deeper inside her mouth, the wet heat closing around him.

He shut his eyes. His legs trembled. Her hands clutched his ass, pulling him closer. He sank deeper inside as she squeezed his cheeks. His hips began to move. One hand held her head.

Oh, yeah, this was so fucking good. Nothing could get any better….

She slid one hand back to the front and took his heavy, aching balls into her hand and began to lightly massage.

Okay, maybe it could get better. He let the sensations wash over him for a few minutes before he began to pull back.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked as he pulled her to a standing position.

“That’s the problem,” he said. “You were doing everything right, but when I explode, I want to be inside you.” He ran his hand between her legs, lightly stroking her. She gasped.

He reached down and grabbed a condom out of his pants pocket and slipped it on. He boosted her on the counter. As if sensing what he wanted, she lay back, scooting her bottom to the edge. It was just low enough that when he entered her he sank all the way inside.

She gasped, but from the look of pleasure on her face, he didn’t think that he was too deep, that he might be hurting her.

He massaged her breasts as he thrust inside her again, then slowly pulled out.

“More,” she breathed. “Faster.”

He picked up the tempo. His vision blurred as he sank inside her wet heat, then pulled out and sank inside her again. He slid his hands to her hips, locking her in place. He faintly heard her cry of passion as she climaxed, but he was lost in his own fulfillment.

His body jerked. Ah, damn, this was so fucking great. He’d never…damn…this was so fantastic. Wave after wave of the most incredible release exploded over him.

He drew in a deep breath as if he hadn’t taken a breath in a very long time.

Slowly, he leaned forward, his head resting on her stomach. She tangled her fingers in his hair.

She gave new meaning to the saying “sleeping with the enemy.”

Selena said he’d ruined