Hey everyone, and welcome to my post for the Perverts Playtime Blog Hop!
Well, let’s face it, we all have a little perv in us, some of us are just a little more willing to show it off. 😉
Let’s take a more closer word at the term pervert, shall we:
per·vert·ed, per·vert·ing, per·verts
God, she suddenly wanted nothing else. She allowed him to pull her onto the bed beside him. Josh rolled them, holding himself above her. Leaning down, he delivered a series of soft kisses along her jaw, leading to her lips. They parted on a lustful moan and Josh took full advantage, slipping his tongue in and tangling it with hers.
Pulling back, he panted, “I won’t let him near you, I swear.”
“I know. Please… help me forget,” she pleaded, pulling him back down.
He kissed her leisurely, whispering, “Not allowed to forget this time.”
“Josh,” Bri gasped as he leaned down to kiss the tender flesh of her neck.
His hands slid up and down her sides, moving higher and higher until he reached the curve of her breasts. A deep moan spilled out when Josh finally brought them around to cup her mounds.
“Josh. Please, yes…” she whispered.
Josh traced his tongue over her throat, then to her ear, nipping at it lightly. Her breath caught when he plucked at first one, then the other nipple through the flimsy material of her gown. Her legs drew up around his waist, holding him more firmly to her. Josh continued to knead her flesh, his hands abruptly drifting downwards, leaving her feeling bereft. She groaned in disappointment.
Her moan turned into a gasp when he grabbed the hem of the nightie and yanked it up and off of her. Hooking his fingers into the cotton of her panties, he pulled back long enough to slide them down and off her legs before settling back into place. She now lay naked and exposed, and she revelled in the feel of his body on top of her. A small cry left her lips when he slipped a hand between her parted legs, his fingers stroking at her folds. It had been so long.
Feeling her ready for him seemed to snap his control and Josh abruptly sat up. He undid the button of his jeans, shoving them down his hips, taking his briefs with them. He kneeled between her legs, bare as she, his shaft leaking as it stood at its full length. He had to be at least nine inches. Lying on top of her, he dipped his head, his hot breath on her breast. She moaned when his mouth claimed her erect nipple, and she shuddered, clutching him tighter when he closed over the small nub and began to suck, sending shock waves of pleasure and excitement rippling through her.
Her need for him grew when his hand found its way lower and he pressed against the wet folds of her pussy again, this time parting them and finding her swollen clit. Stroking her with his thumb, he slid two fingers inside of her.
She cried out his name, “Josh!”
“God, you’re so wet. So ready for me already,” he groaned, thrusting his fingers deep.
“Yes. Please, I’m so ready. Take me, now,” she demanded. She couldn’t stand it anymore, she needed him now.
“Yes. Now,” he rasped and positioned himself and drove into her.
Bri screamed out in ecstasy as she came.
Now, while I don’t right much kink in my books, I love to read it, so my question is:
What was the hottest, kinkiest book you have ever enjoyed? And who wrote it?
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