Sweet Temptation Cora Reilly Novels & Stories

I asked and she gave me a small nod. "I need words baby" I insisted as I caressed her side. "Yes" she said and that was all I needed to kiss her again, to make her relax again. Isabella relaxed again in my arms, letting herself be carried away by passion as I sucked on her nipple and began to try to gently slip one of my fingers inside her, she tensed for a moment, but quickly relaxed and I continued, she was so wet that despite her tightness my finger slipped in easily and as I continued to play with her nipple I caressed her G spot and with my thumb I rubbed her clit, soon after Isabella collapsed again, as her body shuddered and clenched the sheet she let out little moans and her walls cl

Caleb looked like he might be sick. "When I was sixteen, I ran away from the orphanage," Cora continued. "I lived on the streets for a while. Did odd jobs. Slept in shelters when I could. Eventually saved enough to rent a tiny room. Got my delivery job. Started to build something that looked like a life." She paused. Her voice grew quieter. "And then I met Liam." The name hung in the air like poison. "He was charming," Cora said. "Handsome. He had dreams of being an actor. He made me feel special. Like I mattered. Like I was worth something." Her laugh was bitter. "I was so stupid."

Jules breathed, the words a shameful, desperate confession. "You'll come when I say you can come," Cora said. She pulled her finger out of Jules's cunt and held it up, glistening with Jules's wetness. She brought it to Jules’s lips. "Taste yourself. Taste how much you want this." Jules opened her mouth and sucked Cora’s finger clean, the taste of her own arousal a potent, intoxicating drug. "Good girl," Cora said.

I suck on the sensitive skin at the base of her neck. When I kiss her again, she rolls her hips against mine. Her tongue flicks over my bottom lip as her stiff nipples press against my chest through the thin layers of material that separate us. The kiss will be permanently seared into my brain, especially when she pulls away, a sultry little smile on her lips. “What do you say we get this party started?” Cora grabs my hand and tows me to the bar. “If we’re going to start being friendly with each other, I’m going to need a lot of alcohol first.”

“I don’t know what happened–I didn’t want to cause any of this…” “Don’t worry about a thing,” I assure Cora softly, moving quickly along the cobblestones. “Just tell me what’s wrong.” “I feel weak,” Cora gasps out. “I think–” she turns bright red, and I can’t help but grin a little. She snuggles herself closer to my chest and breathes in my scent. “I think I need your closeness right now.” The surge of desire that rips through me is so overpowering it takes every inch of self-restraint in my body not to take her right there on the street.

God, how had she ever thought a vibrator came close? When his lips closed around her swollen clit and he sucked, Cora's world imploded. She screamed - something. She had no idea what. Her body bowed, pushing his fingers deeper and her clit farther into his mouth as tremor after tremor racked her, radiating from her pussy all the way to her eyelids, fingertips and toes. "Sweet." Val came to his knees and wiped his mouth with his forearm after she'd finally settled limply against the mattress. "Damn, that was beautiful, sweetheart. Ready for more?"

They were small but exquisitely shaped with firm perky rosy peaks that begged for my attention and touch. With my mouth shut over one, I lowered my head my eyes blazing. She let out a low frantic groan. I took her in my mouth and savored her flavor texture and unadulterated exquisite sweetness. Her legs buckled beneath her as her body trembled frantically. With a stifled voice and hardly a breath she uttered the desperate plea “Sloan…” which was more surrender than protest. I did not pay attention to her. I took my time enjoying the feeling pulling her in closer while teasing and torturing her with my tongue. Her nipple was dark, swollen and glistening when I eventually let her go.

He immediately caught my hand. "Now, I don't want you getting drunk on me." I gave him a cheeky grin. "Come on. Let me try just a little. It's a rare vacation. One won't hurt." His hands continued peeling shrimp as he gave me a mock glare. "Fine. But just a little." Excitedly, I popped the top and took a sip. Ugh. It was bitter. But very quickly, that was replaced by a sweet, savory sensation I couldn't quite name. I took a few more gulps. The bitterness began to fade, and I realized it was actually quite delicious.

I said while smiling at him. He laughed loudly like a man possessed and looked at him in a shock. “What is so funny?” I asked. “Do you even know Liam Lautner? He is underworld don, young, rich and above all handsome. Do you think I’ll believe you? You exclaim to be the Liam Lautner’s so-called wife.” Don’t believe me but you would have to believe one thing for sure. Do you know who I am?” I asked him now fully annoyed and enraged. “Who are you?” he asked laughing out loud once again. “I am Cassie Davila daughter of Marcus Davila. Look at me, see?” I should him my face. The color of his face turned pale when he recognized me. “S-sorry madam, I am really sorry don’t tell your B-brother’s pleas

I jumped back on top of him as I removed his shirt, I grabbed the ice from the bucket as I sucked it, I left the ice on my mouth a little out so I can move it with me while licking every inch of him. He moaned once the ice hit his skin. I moved from his neck to his abs. He touched my hair as I began to unbutton his jeans, sliding them down along with his underwear. I wanted to tease him, so I moved slowly from his abs to manhood. I began to pleasure it with my hands then moved my mouth slowly toward it. I ducked it then left it moving back to his lips. He tugged on my hair, “are you trying to tease me caramel?” I smiled, “not a good idea, baby girl.”