"God, Patrick," she gasped out. "You make me close to coming and you haven't even touched me yet."
"Now you know how I feel ... how I've felt for the last month."
She squeezed her breasts and flicked her thumbs over her nipples. Patrick groaned and licked his lips. The zipper came down, jeans and boxers off. That beautiful penis sprang free and proud at a hard, long forty-five degree angle.
She pushed her breasts into a deep cleavage. "Put it here," she whispered.
He didn't argue or hesitate. Careful not to crush her, Patrick straddled her body and plunged his cock into the valley she'd created. Fingers curled around the headboard. Muscles bunched in his arms as he fought for control. A pearly drop of semen oozed from the tip of his penis. She caught it on her tongue, then traced the slit.
"Honey..." He gasped and starting thrusting.
His balls felt like stones against her chest. Riley wiggled into them and pressed her breasts tighter around his cock. With each stroke that drove his glans beyond its nest, she lashed her tongue around it. Eyes closed, lips parted, head tossed back, Patrick looked like he basked in the wonder of it all. She'd done this for him, made him feel ... supreme. Riley wrapped her lips around his cockhead and sucked.
"Oh ... baby ... I..." The headboard rattled as he came.
She drew him deeper into her mouth, taking all he had. Hard pants heaved his chest. His nipples were as hard as hers. He released the headboard slowly, then stretched out on top of her.
He kissed her lips--one, then the other, then both--teasing her with a touch of tongue, but not going deep. Down her throat to trace the well at the base. Over to one ear where the lobe begged for attention. Nipping down her neck until she was writhing against him ... and then the other side.
She held on to his strong shoulders, letting herself feel it all, arching into him when he seized her breasts in a suckle that pierced pleasure down to her clit. He took his time, kneading one over and over before moving to the next, then starting all over again, until Riley whimpered with the need for attention lower.
Patrick glided down her body. She parted her legs wide, not so silently begging him to take her, to make her come. A new hard-on brushed against her thigh. She wanted it. She wanted it now.
He screwed his tongue into her navel. A moan lifted her hips off the bed. He grabbed the elastic waistband in his fist and yanked down her panties, toyed with the crack of her ass, then hauled them toward her feet.
Riley pulled one leg free. Kneeling before her, he caught it and sucked at her ankle. Soft nips worked his mouth up her calf to the back of her knee, then he eased her leg to the bed and settled there. He urged her thighs apart with deep caresses of his hands. She splayed them apart, desperately wanting what he had to give.
Those fingers found her first, burrowing deep inside and right to her G-spot. Riley gasped and raised higher, offering him another portal as well. He pushed a finger against her tight anus.
"There's KY in the drawer, too," she burst out.
"Sweetheart"--his breath touched her pussy--"you're so wet, you don't need it for this." He drew his fingers out and smeared her juices lower, then breached all barriers as he sucked her clit between his lips.
She grappled for a handhold on her pillow and rode his mouth. His tongue, sucks, and thrusts of his fingers ... God! Orgasm rushed to the peak. Riley froze and then rolled her crotch into the release. Patrick cupped her hips with his free hand, cushioning her return to earth.
He eased from her slowly and crawled over her body to reach the bedside table. His hard cock traced a trail of pre-cum over her belly. Riley rubbed a lazy hand over it, massaging it into her skin.
Patrick snagged a condom and the lubricant from the drawer. His gaze locked onto hers. "Can I?"
Riley swallowed the knot of lust that rode up. He could only want to use them for one thing. She replied by rolling to her belly, lifting her hips to him, and shoving the pillows under her stomach.
"If it hurts--"
"It won't." She brushed her hand against his thigh. "Not with you."
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Once you've been kissed by gypsy fire, there's no turning back. The quicker one accepts their fate, the happier they'll be. Whoever holds gypsy fire holds the key to riches beyond imagination. It is a powerful ally and a dangerous foe... That's the family legend behind a mysterious coin owned by Riley Hathaway's great-grandmother and left to her. But she felt the fire for attorney Patrick Spencer long before the coin sliced their fingers and mingled their blood. While her sisters fight for ownership of the coin and the riches they know it will bring, Riley learns its true wealth. Only Patrick can stoke true gypsy fire, and only he can quench it... Genres: Contemporary / Paranormal / Exhibitionism / Public Places. This title is part of the Temptation's Price AmberPax Collection.
