S. K. Lessly's Book Excerpts

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     The moment we hit her bedroom, she was under attack... I attacked her lips first; getting lost in their feel, their touch giving me the promise of a night where we have yet to hold back from each other. The feel of her, the scent of her is like a drug.  I can't get enough of her body, of the sounds she makes when I'm inside of her.  How she has no inhibitions with me. She's not ashamed of her body when she's around me, and I love that even more.

 

     I slowed us down, savoring her body as I removed her dress. She wore black sequence bra and panties. With the combination of her four inch heels and the look of pure and utter desire encompassing her face... s**t... all I wanted to do is make her unravel in my arms. I licked my lips slowly thinking of tasting her slowly as I walked her backward to the bed while removing my shirt and unbuckling my pants.

 

     "Tell me what you want," I told her, looking heavily in her eyes.

 

     Make no mistake I wanted to conquer her tonight... and every night for that matter. I wanted to please her; I didn't lie about that but I also had my own selfish reasons.  I couldn't help the desires to lose myself in her. It would take over if I let it and I can't afford to that. Her body, her moans and her taste is what's driving me though. I can't get enough of her and I'm f**ked up about it. But I'll deal with that s**t later.  My goal was to make her forget whatever she's running from, and I've been doing that since I mentioned it the other day. Tonight though, I felt like seeing how she could handle being in control.

 

     She stared at me thinking about how to answer me. I knew that so I decided to give her a little push.  I slowly moved to her and began to move the straps of her bra from her shoulders down her arm. I lightly caressed her with my lips, moving slowly against her shoulders and up her neck while my hands traveled along her waist up to her breasts. I yanked her bra down hard, popped her breasts out and brought my lips to her nipples.  I sucked, licked, massaged, and squeezed them both with inhibitions nonexistent.

 

     She started writhing and rubbing her thighs together while gripping my arms tight. I moved my hand down into her panties to stroke her, knowing that was what she wanted, as I moved back to kissing her neck. I felt her cream the moment I circled her clit and I knew she wouldn't be able to take it anymore. 

 

     Georgia gripped my shoulders tight as her shoulders picked up. "Drake, please...," she moaned.

 

     "I can't hear you, baby. Tell me what you want," I whispered close to her ear. "Do you want me to taste you or just f**k you?"  

 

     She really didn't have an option. I was doing both.  I didn't just want to be inside her. I craved to taste her. S**t, I wanted to taste her so f**king bad that I was losing my fucking mind.

 

     I was about to take over when I heard her say softly, "Yes, I want you to taste me."

 

     I stopped kissing her neck and looked at her.  It's been too long since I had her. Well, it was just this morning that I claimed her, but I still needed it. I needed to feel her tight around me. I wanted to please her until she too lost her f**king mind.  An idea popped in my head and I went to pull her panties down.  She helped by lying on the bed and lifting her ass so I could take her panties completely off.  I dropped my pants as well as my underwear, and as she moved backwards up the bed, I followed.

 

     I didn't waste time. I kissed her once on each of her inner thighs. Then I moved to her core, and my tongue and lips brought her to the climax she was craving. After she came down from her high, she started going over the edge again and started moving away from me.  I f**ked her mind up in that instance as I gripped her thighs in my arms and flipped us both to where my back was on the bed and she was straddling my face.

 

     She gasped loudly and looked down at me, stunned. "Drake, what are you..."

 

     I moved us both up the bed without letting her move from my face. I smacked her ass and said before I sucked and f**ked the s**t out of her with my tongue, "F**k my face, baby... Give this p***y to me the way I like it."

 

     She didn't know what to do at first until I started moving her hips for her.  The moment I heard her moan, I knew it wouldn't be long before her hips would be bucking my face.

 

     I don't do this often. Hell, I have to truly like you to even go down on you. For me to be doing this was f**king with me yet again and still I couldn't think about it.  Tonight this woman was mine.  Tonight I was going to make her scream my name until she gets f**king hoarse and loses her voice. Then I'm going to still keep going at it until she passed the hell out.

 

     "Oh! Drake, please...." She cried as she came apart again and again.

 

     She found that rhythm as I knew she would, and she learned to give herself the pleasure she craved.  But I craved more. I need to be inside her. I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed her body down to where her pussy was close to my d**k and her lips were inches from mine. Georgia grabbed my ears and kissed me just as I rammed home and sated into the best p***y I have ever had. I told myself to go slow but she felt too good. So f**k going slow...   

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