Young, Allyson - Broken [Running to Love 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free Page B

pelvis to an angle that left her pussy and bottom completely exposed to him, even more than it had been when he had brought her to orgasm. Tabitha knew she must have felt an orgasm, and while it had frightened her to lose control in that manner, the experience was indescribable, and she wanted it again. She dared to hope. The leather strap held her firmly in place against the pillow and wasn’t uncomfortable. Tabitha awaited what was to come.
    Kyle, now naked, reclined beside her on one elbow. She avoided looking at his penis. She well knew what a penis looked like, felt like, and tasted like. She hadn’t thought about Kyle’s penis, not really, until then, and her memory took over, and her breathing caused her chest to rise and fall rapidly.

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    Kyle saw her go away in her head and recognized the anxiety. He ran his fingers across her breasts, whisper-soft, and circled the nipples. Tabitha’s breath changed in response, and her eyes cleared.
    “Stay with me, love,” Kyle breathed.
    He explored her body from her throat to her waist with his hands and mouth, avoiding her breasts. He found all her sweet spots, the ones on her shoulders and under the arch of her ribs, her responsive navel. Kyle returned to her breasts and palmed them, lifting and stroking, then rolling and pulling each nipple before sucking them into his mouth. He gave equal attention to both, and he could see Tabitha was holding back small sounds, biting her lip.
    “I want to hear you, Tabitha,” he commanded. “I want to hear all the sounds you make when I touch you. Your body tells me what you like but so will your mouth.”
    Tabitha obeyed him, and her little whimpers and mewling hardened his cock even more. He knew she was somehow worried about that part of him, but she would come around. He would see to it. Abandoning her nipples at last, watching them pucker even more in the cool air now that the heat from his mouth was gone, Kyle surged up and caught her mouth in another deep kiss. She opened immediately and responded to him, her tongue shyly duelling with his. Kyle checked her wrists to make sure she wasn’t chafing then slid down her body to kneel between her outspread legs. Tabitha tensed, and he petted her hips until she relaxed again.
    Kyle’s control was being severely tested, and he reveled in it. When he actually came to fuck her, it was going to be so incredible. But for now, he needed to break her, gentle her, have her again experience her sexuality. He began by rubbing the arches of her feet, using enough pressure to avoid tickling. He gently pulled each toe and pressed a kiss on each one. He admired the fine bones of her feet where they led up to her finely turned ankles. She was beautifully made and seemed to have no appreciation of that fact. Next, Kyle stroked her calves up from her ankles, long, firm strokes, then leaned to kiss the inside of each knee. Tabitha murmured and whimpered in appreciation as he worshipped every inch of her. He wanted to taste her again and couldn’t wait. Her inner thighs felt like velvet, and he lingered there, running his hands up and down, feeling her shiver and smelling her arousal.
    He parted her labia and examined her beautiful cunt, the lips swelling, engorged with blood. She was a dark crimson there, with a hint of pink, and her folds were slick with moisture. He pushed back the fleshy hood of her clit and teased the little nub, hearing Tabitha’s whimpers and mewls increase and get louder even as her body tried to fight the strap and rise to him.
    Kyle licked her from anus to clit, again and again, punctuating licks with brief forays of his stiffened tongue into her vagina. He avoided her clit but noted how it stiffened and poked out. Tabitha began to leak more and more moisture, bathing his mouth and causing her labia to glisten. She tasted of cherries with a bittersweet tang and he couldn’t get enough. Kyle pushed a finger up into her, gently at first then with more authority,