"Mary Janice Davidson - Thief Of Hearts" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

scraped himтАФvery, very gently!тАФand he groaned around a mouthful of her ass.

There was a 'pop!' as she pulled her mouth free of him. Then she whipped back around, straddling him.
She laced her fingers behind his neck and jerked him into a sitting position. "I want you," she growled,
sounding uncommonly like the kid fromThe Exorcist . She smelled strongly of pickles. Her breasts
pressed against his chest.

"That's swell," he said, "because I want you, too, but maybe we could slow down a littleтАФ"

"Less talk," she murmured. "More fucking."

"Okey dokey."

She seized him, accidentally catching several pubic hairs. He let out a yelp, but by then she was stuffing
him inside her. She rode him enthusiastically, squealing happily every time she impaled herself. Her
breasts bobbed. Pickle juice dripped from her shoulders. He held onto the side of the bed for dear life as
his orgasm thundered closer, closer...

She twisted, jerked, bounced. He started to come at the exact moment her momentum pushed him from
the bed. He slammed into theтАФ

тАФtheтАФ

Floor.

Jared jerked awake, staring at the ceiling. The armadillo suit was gone. So was the lingering odor of
pickles and, of course, Kara. He had semen on his stomach and one fuck of a headache.

"Jesus Christ," he gasped, then started the long climb back into bed.



*****



The 'thump' of Jared flailing his way off the bed inserted itself into Kara's dream as his bedroom door
slamming open.

She sat up on the couch and saw him walking softly toward her, splendidly naked. His shoulders were
broad and his chest was lightly furred with crisp black hair, hair that tapered down past his belly button
into his lush pubic hair. His sex jutted toward her. He wasn't smiling.

She saw, with no real surprise, that she was naked, too.
"Come closer," he said, even as he did so himself, and then he was standing before her, his hand on the
back of her neck, urging her forward. "Touch me."

"IтАФ"

"With your mouth, Kara. Touch me with your mouth. I want you to, andyou want you to."