Dare to Believe (Gray Court, #1)

She’d read some really steamy novels. She knew the mechanics.

Remembering some things Mandy had told her and others she’d read, she licked gently at the head of his cock, breathing in his musky, male scent. The drop of liquid at the tip was both salty and sweet, and he groaned when she delicately lapped it up. She felt her body coming to life once again, her nipples standing at attention. He reached down and toyed with one, sending sharp pleasure straight to her *. His other hand moved into her hair to hold her head steady. She opened her lips and he slipped the head of his cock inside, the warm weight strange on her tongue.

She sucked on it, pleased when he sighed his pleasure. Looking up at him through her lashes, she could see his eyes glued to her mouth. Leo began moving his cock between her lips, keeping her head where he wanted it with his hand.

She stroked the shaft with her tongue, earning a groan from him. He closed his eyes, the fingers in her hair becoming firmer around the back of her head. Heat curled in her stomach at his firm grip, surprising her. He began carefully moving her head back and forth, his hips hunching to meet her mouth.

“Gods, baby, that’s it. Lick it, kitten. Use your tongue.”

She obeyed his soft command, stroking his cock with her tongue. When she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked down hard, he pulled out of her mouth with a hiss. “Not yet, kitten. I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

“Didn’t you say the night was young?” Her own daring surprised her.

He stared down at her, surprised and pleased. “Yeah. Yeah, I did, didn’t I?” He guided the head of his cock back between her lips. “Suck it, kitten. Make me come.”

He began moving more forcefully between her lips, his eyes never leaving the sight of his cock entering and leaving her mouth. “That’s it, kitten. Gods, that’s good. I’m going to come soon.”

She could taste him now, that salty sweet flavor stronger than before, and wondered if he was close.

His breathing sped up, his hips hunched faster against her, and with a groan he erupted into her mouth, flooding her with his taste. She wasn’t prepared for it. She tried her best to swallow but nearly choked,



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some of it getting away from her and dribbling out of her mouth. She liked the look on his face as he came.

He continued to stare down at her, his face twisted in helpless ecstasy. She kept sucking him even after he was done and was rewarded with a happy, satisfied laugh. He pulled her head away from his half-erect cock. He replaced his cock with his tongue in a kiss that was both tender and possessive, surprising her.

She didn’t think he’d want to kiss her after he’d come in her mouth, but from the warmth of it she guessed he didn’t mind. He stroked her hair throughout the kiss and her arms crept around his neck, her heart stuttering strangely in her chest. In a way it was even more intimate than the sex had been.

He picked her up off the sofa and swung her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing at all. “Time to get naked, kitten.”

He turned on his heel and carried her into the bedroom.

Once inside the burgundy and cream bedroom he set her on her feet. He peeled the red corset off her, savoring each bit of exposed skin, kissing and nibbling at her in seemingly random spots until she was ready to beg him to lick her nipples. He went to his knees in front of her and unzipped her red leather mini skirt. He slid it, and her red thong panties, down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of the skirt, now clad in only the thigh-high stockings. His fingers glided over the smooth nylons soothingly, touching every inch of her silk-encased legs, until he glided up to the juncture of her thighs. With a wild groan he buried his face in her *, licking her clit almost frantically.

With a surprised cry, she came, writhing in his grasp. His hands closed firmly around the globes of her ass, holding her in place, letting her ride it out, keeping her safe. When it was over he stood up and hauled her into his arms, kissing her ruthlessly. Their two flavors combined on her tongue, making her almost wild with want. She pulled away from the kiss. “Fuck me, Leo.”

Leo looked down into her wild eyes and groaned. She pulled out of his arms and fell to her knees with a hungry look. She eased his pants down his legs and pressed a gentle kiss to his hard cock. Her soft hands drove him insane with butterfly touches to his ass, his balls, even the back of his knees. His cock sprang to full attention, eager for more. She unbuckled his boots, pulling them off his feet and practically flinging them away. He finished removing his pants, dying to see what his kitten was going to do next.

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