Warrior (Twisted Sister #2) by Lacy LeRoch Page B

amazing flat washboard abs, and they lead down into a perfectly tapered waist. Oh dear Lord, perfect in every way.
    My breath hitches when I lower the zipper to see he’s commando. This is perfect for what I have in mind.
    “Hips up,” I pant.
    He lifts his hips, allowing me to shimmy his jeans down the length of his legs. His cock springs free and stands hard, stiff and proud on his stomach. My mouth waters at the thought of taking him. He’s huge, and I don’t know how I’ll be able to fit it all, but you can bet I will be trying.
    My body is on autopilot as I crawl back up his body, stopping with my mouth in line with his cock. I glance up at him to make sure this is okay. He nods his head stiffly and holds his breath. His chest stops its rise and fall as he waits for me, and that’s all the permission I need. I lean forward and blow a short stream of air over his mushroom head. There’s a bead of moisture at the tip, so I use my thumb to wipe off the beading on his knob. I keep my gaze on my stranger and give him a taste of his own stirring as I put my thumb in my mouth and moan in delight. The mix of his sweet salty taste is like a drug and I need more. I can’t wait anymore, I lower my head and open my mouth. He moans as I take him as deep as I can. My tongue swirls and dips over and around his knob with every up pass. I hold his shaft in one hand and his balls in the other, and start rubbing and kneading in time with my sucking.
    “Fuck,” he groans.
    His hands come up on either side of my head, holding onto my face firmly and I wait for him to take control of my movements, but he doesn’t. He just holds on and pants heavily. His hips start moving up and down in time with the movements of my head. His cock starts to pulse and thicken in my mouth. He’s close and I want this, so I start to suck harder and add more pressure to the heavy weight of his balls. He grunts and sits up on his elbows and curses.
    “Fuuuck...” he closes his eyes and inhales a shaky breath, “…stop, ma petite, stop now. It’s my turn.”
    Oh, I like the power that I have over him. Shaking my head, I moan deep in my throat, the vibrations running over his shaft. I moan again and lower my head over his cock, taking him as deep as I’m able. He growls, grabs my shoulders and pulls my head off his cock. An audible pop echoes around the room. I glance up and pout, my lips swollen from the attention I was paying to him. I must have made a sound like a child who had their candy taken away from them, as he laughs and flips me over onto my back, looming over the top of me.
    “I will give you everything you’ve ever wanted, ma petite. But right now, it is my turn.”
    “Madison,” I moan when I feel the soft touch of his lips on my neck.
    “What?” he asks confused, between open mouth kisses on the crook of my shoulder.
    “My name… my name is Madison. Oh dear God,” I moan.
    “Madison…” I hear the smile in his voice as he tests out my name. “My name is Phyllis, but everyone calls me, Philli.” He groans against my neck as his hand skims down the side of my body and between my legs. Philli pushes my thighs apart and guides his hips between my legs. His hand slowly eases to the one spot that I want him to touch the most. His finger slips into my most intimate part. Using his thumb, he caresses my clit in slow circles. His fingers start a tantalizing in and out movement, and my slick heat allows his fingers an easy glide.
    “You are so wet, Maddie, so very wet for me. I. Need. To. Taste. You,” Philli growls. He crawls back down my body and lifts my ass in the air. His hands hold onto my ass cheeks. I hear him suck in a breath as he lays down underneath me. I can’t breathe, can’t think, as I feel the first swipe of his rough tongue gliding over my slit. The sight of him lying with his head underneath me, as I’m on all fours, is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced before. There are no words or thoughts that can