Grind (Powertools The Original Crew Returns #3)- Jayne Rylon Page 0,27

would never change. She grinned as he huffed out an annoyed sound and grasped her hips, aligning her on top of him so that the proof of his arousal was unmistakable between her legs. She sat up a bit, eager to be joined with him, but he stopped her from undulating over his cock.

She tipped her head and glanced at him from beneath heavy lids. He was like the world’s best pain reliever, numbing her until she could recover.

“Not so fast,” he said, his voice sounding like he’d breathed in too much of the smoke that still lingered in the air around town.

“Faster,” she argued, and reached for his thick erection.

“Nope.” Dave shook his head, then lifted her, proving that although his leg might not be as strong as he liked, other parts of him more than made up for it. Muscles flexed in the thick columns of his arms. She squirmed in his hold. He didn’t budge.

Dave raised her over his abs and then his chest until he settled her core over his face and her legs folded on either side of his head.

“Oh.” She quit fighting when he craned his neck upward so that he could lick along her entire slit, his nose prodding her clit. Instead she leaned back, bracing herself on his pecs, relishing his heart pounding beneath her palm. He wasn’t only doing this for her. He loved it as much as she did.

Kayla arched her back, presenting herself to him. He accepted her invitation and feasted on her flesh. His tongue snaked up into her, spearing her with a slick warmth that made her fingers curl in his light chest hair. He didn’t seem to mind the slight indentation of her nails there and instead redoubled his efforts.

The problem with Dave going down on her was that he was too damn good at it. It never lasted very long because he knew her so fucking well. He got off on making her come, hard, and took it as a personal challenge to give her as much pleasure as possible.

She was not complaining.

Kayla shivered when he raked his teeth over the metal rings in her labia. Those piercings were one of the best things she’d ever decided to try. They enhanced every motion of his lips, tongue, and teeth, nuzzling her with just the right tension to add another level to his touches. And when he began to suck on her clit, gently tugging the bar through her hood, her thighs quivered around his cheeks.

His rumble of laughter, like distant thunder providing an early warning of an approaching summer storm, did nothing to keep her from climbing higher. Dave lifted his hands and filled them with her breasts. His thumbs arced over the lower swell and to her nipples like windshield wipers. Except instead of swiping away rain, he was toying with the piercings there too.

He knew all of her weak spots. And only used them to her benefit.

Kayla tried not to suffocate him as her muscles tensed, and instead began to rock over his mouth, trying to urge him to continue. He didn’t need much goading.

Dave concentrated on her clit, pulsing his suction. She assumed he was trying to present her with an appetizer in what would surely become an afternoon buffet of pleasures. So she didn’t fight it.

She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the rapture he was treating her to.

And though she wanted more, yearned to be full of him, joined with him, staring into his eyes as they experienced this together, she let herself be selfish first. Kayla drew in a deep shaky breath and let it out on a moan. Dave sucked on her harder, adding a swirl of his tongue that was sure to set her off.

Kayla froze, then launched into a flurry of motion as her muscles clenched, held, and released in a quick climax that left her tingling all over and eager for more. She shifted, crawling backward until her legs straddled Dave’s hips again and she could drape herself over his wide torso. She laid her head on his shoulder and tried to catch her breath even as her entire body was singing with bliss.

Before she could, he tipped her face up and kissed her, staring into her eyes to observe her dilated pupils and the ecstasy he’d brought her washing over her features. She was happy to be wrecked for him, showing him with the glides of her lips over his just how appreciative