Vintage (Adrenaline Series Book 2)

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Book: Vintage (Adrenaline Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Xavier Neal
exceptions as well. Why do I suddenly feel like I'm in the middle of war and unsure of which side I'm on?
     
    When I don't say anything he pulls me in tighter. “I love you, Jovi.”
     
    “I love you, too.”
     
    And isn't that where all these problems stem from, love?
     

Merrick
     
    I've woken up to some random chick with her mouth on my dick numerous times. However I've woken up with the woman I love's mouth on my dick...once. And it trumps all the others. No question.
     
    Letting out a low groan, I don't even open my eyes as I say, “I will take breakfast and head over breakfast in bed any day.”
     
    Finally I open my eyes getting a quick glimpse of the vision that I'll probably be jerking off to in the near future. The pop sound that follows Jovi letting my cock go stiffens it further.
     
    It can't possibly be normal to be this fired up around a woman all the time. I'm telling you, my dick could beat down a moose right now.
     
    With a sexy smirk she crawls up my body until her naked body is straddling me. I take the brief moment to absorb the way her wavy hair is sprawled around her face, clearly un-brushed, the way her full breasts are dangling like an invitation for my hands or mouth to get us in trouble, and the way her make up free face is beaming from the blow job she was just excelling at.
     
    She grabs my cock roughly and I hiss. Immediately she drops it like it burned her. “Oh my God! Did I hurt you?”
     
    I do my best not to laugh.
     
    She's fucking adorable.
     
    “That was a good sound baby,” I reassure her. “It's okay to be a little rough. It's not gonna break.”
     
    “You sure?”
     
    “That it's not gonna break?” I raise my eyebrows. “Yeah...pretty sure.”
     
    On a glare she shakes her head slowly. “Don't be a dick.”
     
    “Then take my dick and stop making me wai--” A heavy groan comes out at the same time Jovi's warm hands plant themselves on my chest for balance. “Fuck, that's amazing...”
     
    She hums softly in agreement, her head falling forward while she rocks herself back and forth. Jovi's erotic exploration of what hits what, what feels incredible where, is the sexiest torture I've ever been through in my life. Her rhythm varies. Her speed frantic at moments and leisure at other, toys with the pending orgasm that's dying to leak out of me and into her. However, I'm the master of my dick. I'm a McCoy. We finish last in bed.
     
    It's never been this fucking hard before this girl though.
     
    Jovi's nails latch onto my shoulders keeping her hooked onto me. The tiny bite of discomfort pales in comparison to the thrill buzzing through my system. As my eyes attempt to shut, I force them to stay open.
     
    I'll be damned if I miss a moment of the first time she comes on top of me.
     
    One of my hands glides across her body between us applying just enough pressure on her clit to make her arch into my touch. “Merrick...” Using the other hand that's planted on her hip to keep her rhythm going, I help Jovi ride the pressure I'm providing as she fights the passion begging to escape.  Her motions begin to slightly falter. Stumble. The indication she's only seconds from coming encourages me to grip her firmer to keep her right where she is.
     
    In a faint voice she sighs, “I'm coming...”
     
    Her muscles grip my cock like a glove trying to determine if it's the perfect fit.
     
    I'm the perfect fit for her. Believe me.
     
    My own pending orgasm appears abruptly not waiting for a request.
     
    Greedy bastard.
     
    I let go of a groan I had been holding onto tightly in the process of trying to focus on hearing Jovi's. Our fading moans feel like they're eating each other's as they fade, both dying to be the last heard. Weakly she falls on top of me, feeding me a mouth full of her hair.
     
    Batting it out of the way I chuckle. “Good morning, baby.”
     
    “Morning,” she coos back.
     
    “Every morning should start like that.” I declare stroking her
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