The Vixen’s Deceit – Peculiar Tastes Read Online Nikki Sloane

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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
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The erotic image made my head spin but also thrilled me. Tonight, I was the man I’d always wanted to be. One who wasn’t shy or cautious, one who was willing to take risks. The kind of guy who noticed how the woman beneath him writhed and moved like she might want his mouth to venture lower.

God, I hoped so. I fucking loved going down on a woman.

Chelsea fell back onto her elbows as my mouth began to drift lower. I mouthed kisses over her trembling stomach while my hands slid down the curve of her body before stopping at the place her boots began. I gave her every opportunity to stop me as my splayed fingers crept back up her thighs, carrying her skirt with them as they went.

But she didn’t. I found goose bumps and more pale lace beneath her skirt.

A voice that sounded like mine spoke. “I’m going to take these panties off.”

Her throat bobbed with a hard swallow as she stared at me, and then she eked out the slightest of nods.

The night and trees surrounded us, making it feel like we were the only two people left on earth. And that made sense. She was all I could see, been all I could think about since I’d met her.

She closed her legs and lifted her hips, helping me peel the scrap of fabric down and over her boots. It was added to the stack of clothes she’d shed, and then she parted her knees and slipped her legs back around me. Her skirt was bunched at her waist, and while I’d eventually want that gone too, right now I was distracted by how impossibly sexy she looked. All bare and wet and ready for me.

“I want to put my mouth”—I brushed my thumb over the center of her legs—“right here.” I’d never been much of a talker when fooling around, but the night at Void had stripped me down. It made me as honest and confident as I’d ever been.

The sensation of my touch was so pleasurable, she jolted, and it punched a gasp from her lips. It came from her as a plea. “Yes.”

Chapter 11

I didn’t care if the broken floor was uneven or dirty or if jagged pieces of stone would press into my skin. I dropped to my knees like a man desperate to worship, wrapped my hands around Chelsea’s thighs, and set my mouth on her.

“Oh, shit,” she moaned. My mouth turned her to liquid; she melted onto her back and shoved her hands into her hair.

She was warm and lush and so fucking soft. I drew the tip of my tongue up and down in tender strokes over her clit, starting slowly. I liked to draw it out. Create layers and build up my speed and pressure.

Her hand pushed into my hair, her fingernails scraping pleasurably against my scalp.

“I can’t believe”—she panted—“we’re doing this.”

I paused, lifting my head, and looked at her with alarm. “You want me to stop?”

Her face twisted with horror at the idea. “Fuck no. I just meant this is wild for me.”

“Wild?” It was strange to have this conversation while I was on my knees, my head between her legs and my mouth only an inch from where it’d been a moment ago.

She bit her bottom lip, visibly fighting back embarrassment. “Until tonight, I’d say I was . . . I don’t know. Shy.”

A smile warmed my face, and I tightened my hold on her legs, holding her still as I flicked my tongue over the hard bud that made her squirm. She wasn’t shy now.

“What changed?” I murmured against her damp skin. The muscles in her legs were tense and shaking.

“You,” she breathed. “I know that sounds crazy—”

“It doesn’t.” I peered up at her, letting our gazes lock so she could see how serious I was. “It’s the same for me.” I slid my hands slowly back and forth on her thighs. “I was shy too. Until tonight.” I swirled my tongue over her clit. “Until you.”

Her moan was so loud, it could have been classified as a cry, and her knees tightened around me. The insides of her thighs pressed against the sides of my face, and it was possible the stubble growing on my cheeks was sanding her skin. But she didn’t complain.

All she did was buck and bow while my tongue lashed at her.

The sounds of her little gasps and moans swelled, and like I’d had to do before, my fingers pushed inside my underwear and closed around my cock. I squeezed, first for pleasure and then in warning. I wasn’t going to come before she did, and certainly not like this.

I needed to make her orgasm.

The fastest way was to use more of the tools in my arsenal. I closed my lips around her clit and sucked gently while easing a finger deep inside the wet heat of her. One finger, then another. I had the first two on my hand pushed inside her and turned my palm up to the sky so I could stimulate her both inside and out.


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