Body Temperature and Rising - Book One of the Lakeland Heatwave Trilogy Read Online Free

exerted a firm pressure against her slippery hole. Then he shifted his hips, and with a quick thrust he slid home.
    ‘Oh my God,’ she forced her words between her teeth. The fire flared inside her with a feverish heat that made her feel as though she would self-combust, then it steadied itself like the flame adjusted in a lantern. ‘You’re big,’ she sighed.
    He moved a hand forward to rake and circle the urgent rising of her clit. ‘I have been told that I am not inadequate. I haven’t hurt you, have I? It was not my intention, but you appeared so anxious for me to penetrate your tenderness that I was loath to keep you waiting.’
    In truth, it had hurt, but the sudden gush of pussy juices at the ridiculously romantic and chivalrous way he spoke went a long way to ease the pain of accommodation. She imagined he could pick up more than a few chicks at the local by talking that way. But then again, she could hardly picture Anderson chatting up women at the pub while the footie blared on the big screen. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shifted against him. ‘My tenderness hasn’t been penetrated in awhile, that’s all. I’ll adapt.’
    ‘I shall do my best to make adapting pleasurable for you,’ he said, holding her gaze as though just by looking in her eyes he could tell how her body was responding to his heft, to his tweaking and tugging at her clit. Eye contact was hardly necessary for him to tell that he was getting the job done and very nicely at that. Still the feel of his gaze provided its own kind of stimulation, dark molasses eyes studied her, warmed her, took her into him as surely as she had taken his cock. 
    Once she had grown used to the size of him, she became aware of more than his fullness. She became aware of his warmth spreading inside her, almost as though his cock had a built-in heating element, and he had cranked it for her benefit. Her pussy gripped and relaxed, sucking at his heat.
    ‘Mmmm. My manhood has never been so well sheathed.’ His eyelids fluttered. A sigh caught in his throat, and he swallowed it back as a little moan. ‘I do hope that adapting is as pleasurable for you as it is for me.’ At first, he made no effort to move or to thrust, allowing her to dictate the pace. He slid a splayed hand over her belly and up her ribs to cup her breasts, leaning back to afford himself a good look. His hand was nearly large enough to accommodate the whole of her weighty breasts each in turn.
    She gasped as his rough thumb stroked her nipples. ‘You came on her breasts.’ She sighed.
    ‘Sometimes she wishes it that way. She takes pleasure in it.’ He lowered his mouth to suckle and swirl his tongue in a tight press around her areola. His breath was hot against her swell. ‘Pleasing her pleases me. And pleasing you, I think shall also please me. Very much indeed.’ He rose to take her mouth again, and the first shiftings of his hips pushed the heat up even further inside her. 
    ‘I’ve never watched anyone have sex before,’ she said when she came up for air.
    ‘I have many times, but I much prefer to participate. I would ask that you hold tightly to the jacket, my dear.’
    He lifted her and rolled until she was beneath him, the jacket protecting her back. He positioned himself on his knees, pushing into her at a steep angle so her butt was in the air and her legs were wrapped around him. ‘Now I shall do my best to take away the chill.’ He thrust deep, deep enough that it felt as though he would penetrate clear through her. In her peripheral vision the cave suddenly shifted and shimmered as though it were in firelight. She was sure it was just her eyes playing tricks on her. Perhaps there was lightening outside reflecting off the walls. 
    There was no time to dwell on it. Anderson moving inside her demanded her full attention. At the steep angle at which he penetrated her, it was as though he poured himself into her, super heating her from the inside. And the more