A sneak peak of my next book Traditional Terms. (unedited)
Vance pulled Coley into his embrace and pressed his lips harder, driving his tongue past her ready mouth. His hand grabbed the back of her head capturing the kiss, holding tight to the fire being created. The fire that danced between their tongues was hotter than anything Coley had ever experienced, hotter than she could ever imagine. She burned with desire for more. She burned with passion. His lips, his kiss, his touch blazed with a fervor like no other.
Coley wanted more. She wanted the hunger that was being formed within to be satisfied. Her body lusted, her soul craved. She wanted to feel Vance in her, she wanted to feel his cock press past the opening of her pussy and claim her as his. She craved, she yearned for him to take her.
Still not wanting to speak, still not wanting to break the chemistry with words, Coley eased her hand to the bulge in his pants. She stroked her palm along the hardness of his cock that pressed against the confines of his jeans. His moan sent a shiver through her pussy. She wanted to hear his moan once more. She wanted to hear his moan over and over again. She wanted to please him. She wanted to give him a night he would never forget.
“I want to taste you. I want to feel you between my lips,” Coley purred as she began to unbutton his pants.
“Make me scream, make me shake with ecstasy. Make me call out your name. Make me lose my mind.” Coley wanted nothing more but to feel his cock buried deep within her. She wanted him so bad that the sexual vixen in her was being unleashed.