Poison - Jade West Page 0,20

her. She was soaked through. Dripping so slick it was a fucking treasure.

She cursed out filth as I squirmed my tongue into that tight little asshole and dug in deep, rubbing back against me as her fingers strummed hard. I was a slavering beast, taking everything, and she was the slut I knew so well, begging me for more. She came so hard her thighs were shivering to a whole new tune, and I didn’t let up. I twisted under her and pulled her puffy little slit right down onto my open mouth, so hungry for more of her wetness that I’d have stayed there a lifetime, sucking that perfect cunt into my mouth. She ground and circled, whimpering as she claimed it all, and fuck me, I gave it. I fucking gave it all, but we’d barely scratched the surface yet.

She swung her leg over and grabbed my tie, yanking me up onto my knees like a woman possessed. She tore at my shirt in a frenzy, and I helped her on her quest, freeing my skin bare enough that her mouth was on my naked chest, biting at my nipples like a desperate little bitch as her hands helped me wrestle off my suit pants, then she reached for my straining cock.

But it wasn’t her hands I wanted.

She was on her back in a heartbeat, dress and bra torn off, knees up at her shoulders as I sank my cock right the way into that hungry pussy and thrust like a beast.

We were animals. Feral and desperate. Lost to everything but the slam of flesh on flesh. The heat of skin on skin, of breath on breath.

She gripped my face, fingers tight, eyes piercing mine as I fucked her deep.

And then I kissed her.

I kissed her and she kissed me right back and our doom was fucking sealed.

The whole world faded into nothing and there was just us, wet and thrusting and panting, mouth to mouth in a kiss that was beyond all human reason, and I needed it. I needed it so fucking bad that my body was on fire, my chest heaving and heart thumping, pressed tight to feel hers thumping right back. The decade was destroyed, lost into the background. Flesh never forgets, and ours sure remembered every fucking thing we’d ever done.

Jesus Christ, how I wanted more of it.

I don’t know how many times I fucked her that night. I don’t know how many times I squirmed my tongue against her clit until she screamed out my name like a banshee. I don’t know how many times I was balls deep into that hungry little cunt, so hard that her nails were talons on my back.

I don’t know how many times she kissed me with so much meaning that I swore she’d be bare naked in my arms forever, and I don’t know how many times I rewarded her by filling up her begging mouth nice and slick with my cum.

I don’t know how we managed a trip downstairs to the kitchen and put some semblance of a steak dinner on to cook. I don’t know how I managed to drink nearly two bottles of wine and she managed to take her medication at the proper time.

I definitely don’t know how I managed to find her snuggled tight in my arms under the bedcovers with a smile on her face as we soaked in the euphoria of a day to remember.

I was just so damn fucking pleased I did.

I eased off to sleep with no idea what time it was, only that the very first scrap of morning light was blooming outside. She was breathing deep and steady, lost in dreams with her head still tight into the crook of my shoulder as I closed my eyes and said goodbye to the ten year hello.

And then, finally and truly gratefully, I slept better than I had in a decade.

Chapter Seven

Anna

I woke up in instinctive panic, my hand plunging straight down between my thighs and patting around the bedsheets.

Please, please, please.

Clammy, but not dripping. No wetness. Not that kind of wetness anyway.

Thank fuck I hadn’t pissed myself in someone else’s bed as an embarrassing farewell.

I took a breath and settled back down, letting the calm wash over me – what little there was of it, at least.

There really wasn’t any calm left in a ten-mile radius once I looked over at the man who’d fucked me senseless, kicked free of covers with his shoulders rising