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March 3, 2013
BFDE Blog Tour – Sherry Gomes Review and Guestpost
Second day of the blog tour. Amazing review and guestpost from Sherry Gomes
“I was sucked into this world and adventure from the very beginning. Finding myself completely wrapped up in what was happening to them, greedily racing through it to discover the outcomes, longing for what I wanted to happen. The author created strong vibrant characters, people you care about and want to see triumph over all that comes against them, from outside and from within their own hearts and souls. A masterpiece.”
March 2, 2013
Blood Flows Deep in the Empire Blog Tour Kicks Off!
Super excited, kicking off the blog tour with an interview with Talk Supe!
http://www.talkingsupe.com/2013/03/writer-wrangler-n-isabelle-blanco.html
Don’t miss the AMAZING Talk Supe review of #BFDE. And don’t forget to enter for the book giveaway ♥
“Dyletri leads and introduces the pack. As the God of Fertility you’d know there’ll be some intense and B.o.B. friendly scenes here. Aside from the bedroom gymnastics, Dyletri is indeed a wise choice to launch the series. His backstory is the perfect backdrop to acquaint us with his pantheon, their powers and their relevance in the world NIBlanco created. The blurb is very succinct in summarizing his story and in addition to that, Dyletri is as Male as it can get. Setting aside his godly powers, the man is stubborn, a little douche-y at first, possessive and oh-so gorgeous with a touch of brokenness to complete the package.”
http://www.talkingsupe.com/2013/03/tour-stop-review-giveaway-blood-flows.html
February 21, 2013
Blood Flows Deep in the Empire Exclusive Teaser
This is the last teaser I’m going to be able to give you guys of #BFDE before it’s release, and because of that…well, I had to pick the hottest “little” teaser I could ^_~ I hope it doesn’t disappoint.
xo
~N.
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They reappeared in a place Dyletri hadn’t been inside of for a long, long time. At least twenty thousand years. It was his most sacred place—the last one standing—and in all his years, he’d never once thought of bringing anyone here. His temple.
He could imagine no better place to take what was his. They crashed to the floor of the temple, his back hitting the stairs up to the altar and Ismini on top of him. He didn’t even feel it. All he felt was the tiny body still writhing on him.
She sat up and dug her nails into his shoulders as she rocked her hips into him. He moaned in response, incisors bared, more than ready to sink in and drink until all that ran inside him was her.
They reappeared in a place Dyletri hadn’t been inside of for a long, long time. At least twenty thousand years. It was his most sacred place—the last one standing—and in all his years, he’d never once thought of bringing anyone here. His temple.
He could imagine no better place to take what was his. They crashed to the floor of the temple, his back hitting the stairs up to the altar and Ismini on top of him. He didn’t even feel it. All he felt was the tiny body still writhing on him.
She sat up and dug her nails into his shoulders as she rocked her hips into him. He moaned in response, incisors bared, more than ready to sink in and drink until all that ran inside him was her.
This is . . . it’s amazing in here,” she breathed, nails tearing at his shoulders. “I can . . . oh fuck. What is that pulsating inside the walls? I can feel it . . . it feels like you.”
To him it was nothing amazing, nothing noteworthy, but considering how she continued grinding on him, even as she looked around the temple, there was only one answer to give her. “It’s my power. Comes from the Illion.”
“Uh-huh. Okay,” she said breathlessly. “Keep talking. And the Illion is?”
“The . . . the Source. It’s deep past the far reaches of the Universe, so in order for us to exist here, our essence had to be transferred.”
“Dy . . . Dyletri,” she said, moaning and collapsing onto him. “I can feel you everywhere. It’s . . .”
Dyletri let go of the stairs, his fingers cracking from the strain of doing so. He glanced down and saw every hair on her body standing on end. He hissed and ran his fingertips up her arms, feeling the nerves tingle as the soft hairs tickled them.
He couldn’t breathe. Was about to start begging, because he needed her and he needed her now. “Fuck, baby.”
“God,” Ismini whispered, her lips hot against the corner of his mouth.
“Are you going to take me in here?”
He licked the corner of her mouth. “Tell me to. I’ll take every inch on that sexy little body if you tell me to.” He nipped at her skin with one of his incisors.
Ismini thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning loudly and sounding like something straight out of a violent, sexual fantasy. His violent, sexual fantasy.
“Do it,” she said. “I can feel you on every inch of my skin. I want to feel you inside me, too. Take me.”
Dyletri flipped her over, slamming her into the same spot he’d just been on. In a flash, he had her completely naked. He managed to get his shirt off before his concentration was robbed. Her aura flared around her as sunlight poured in from outside and played with the curves of her body.
Ismini opened her legs with a moan, and her scent punched him straight in the nose with the kind of force that could break bones. Dyletri grunted and locked eyes on her wet little pussy.
“Dyletri . . .”
He licked his lips and latched on to her wrists to lift them over her head. His chest heaving, he sent a wave of pure power through the walls and into her.
“Fuck!” Her eyes rolled up, her back becoming a beautiful curve. One he was dying to trace with his tongue. Her hips thrust up toward him, seeking. If he lived another ten billion years, he’d never forget the sight.
“So fucking gorgeous. You’re so sexy, girl.”
He bit his lip, manipulating his energy until it flowed from him in light, quick pulses. The walls and floor around them thumped, following the rhythm, and Ismini’s heart hammered in time. He saw and heard every fresh wave of blood as it pumped through her veins.
Her clit swelled. It distended and throbbed as a gush of liquid slid from her tight pussy. He fucking lost it. He let go of her wrists, his voice echoing with his next command. “Keep them there.”
He sounded like a demon, but she seemed to love it. Her eyes locked with his, a shudder snaking through her. A small mewl leaked out of her, her teeth coming down on her lip as she watched him crawl down her body.
“Dyletri . . . it’s . . .”
He sent another wave through her and watched her nipples tighten.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, licking her entire left tit.
He purposely avoided her nipple, even though he was so fucking hungry. Ismini’s hands clenched into fists above her head as desperate sounds shot out of her in rapid succession. With every heave of her chest, her moans escalated, until his cock was bouncing with each one.
His face twitched from the need to eat her. It was a need that grabbed the back of his head, tore open his cerebellum, violated the rest of his mind, and had him diving between her legs.
He shook as he wrapped his hands around her thighs, positioning her so she was completely spread before him. His mouth fell open, and he stared at her bare wet lips. More of her scent rushed inside him. He moaned and leaned closer, running his nose up her inner thigh where her femoral artery roared. He’d never wanted to drink someone’s blood until Ismini. If that didn’t reveal how fucked he was, then nothing ever would.
Growling, he licked the spot he’d just caressed. It was soaked. Sticky from what was leaking out of her. Her taste grabbed on to his taste buds and fucked them into oblivion. Then Ismini did the worst thing she could do.
She begged him.
“Please.”
He moved so fast he surprised even himself. He wrapped his lips around
her clit and got lost, wrecked on every level of his being. Ismini cried out incoherently, her cries piercing his eardrums.
“Dyletri! Baby, oh God, I . . . fuck, I can’t! It’s too . . . shit!”
He swirled his tongue around her clit, faster and faster as his energy throbbed around them both. Every inch of him shivered with effort. Effort not to bite down into her soft flesh. Effort not to come as he continued fucking her with his mouth.
With rough hands, he forced her trembling thighs to stay open. He held her down even while she thrashed and mewled beneath him. Her clit throbbed against his tongue, every drop leaking from her sliding into him and driving him closer to the edge of insanity.
Nothing outside of her mattered. All he needed in the Universe was to be inside her in any way he could.
But Ismini writhed under him, her chest heaving and her head failing from side to side. Each throb of her sweet fluids brought them higher. They were both close. Energy pooled at the base of his spine, and he knew he was going to come. Now, like this, with her taste in his mouth and her voice in his ears.
Fuck, the way she sounded . . .
“I’m so fucking close.” She whimpered, rising up on her elbows. Their eyes met as he sucked on her clit. “Oh God. The way you look . . . uh, Dyletri .”
He lifted his lips for just a second. “Come with me, baby. You’re about to make me come so hard. Come with me.”
“But . . . oh, fuck. I want to feel you, please!”
“You will, baby girl. You will.” He slid his middle finger gently into her and groaned deep in his chest as her walls almost painfully squeezed his finger. “So tight. So good. Come with me like this. I need to taste you.”
Ismini tensed as he lowered his mouth to her once more and licked. He rolled his tongue and slid his finger in and out of her.
He looked up at her, holding her stare. You’re mine. You’re fucking mine.
His hips thrust against the floor in time with the motion of her hips. He wanted to demand again that she come with him, but he didn’t have to.
Ismini grabbed the back of his head and pressed down, shamelessly fucking his face and finger until his name left her lips on a scream. He almost choked as the sound slammed into him, along with the roar of her heart.
The girl’s clit pulsated in his mouth, her taste devastating him and sending him headlong into a massive orgasm. Surge after surge of pleasure ripped through his cells for the first time in millennia, and he nearly bit off his tongue from the intensity of it.
This is . . . it’s amazing in here,” she breathed, nails tearing at his shoulders. “I can . . . oh fuck. What is that pulsating inside the walls? I can feel it . . . it feels like you.”
To him it was nothing amazing, nothing noteworthy, but considering how she continued grinding on him, even as she looked around the temple, there was only one answer to give her. “It’s my power. Comes from the Illion.”
“Uh-huh. Okay,” she said breathlessly. “Keep talking. And the Illion is?”
“The . . . the Source. It’s deep past the far reaches of the Universe, so in order for us to exist here, our essence had to be transferred.”
“Dy . . . Dyletri,” she said, moaning and collapsing onto him. “I can feel you everywhere. It’s . . .”
Dyletri let go of the stairs, his fingers cracking from the strain of doing so. He glanced down and saw every hair on her body standing on end. He hissed and ran his fingertips up her arms, feeling the nerves tingle as the soft hairs tickled them.
He couldn’t breathe. Was about to start begging, because he needed her and he needed her now. “Fuck, baby.”
“God,” Ismini whispered, her lips hot against the corner of his mouth.
“Are you going to take me in here?”
He licked the corner of her mouth. “Tell me to. I’ll take every inch on that sexy little body if you tell me to.” He nipped at her skin with one of his incisors.
Ismini thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning loudly and sounding like something straight out of a violent, sexual fantasy. His violent, sexual fantasy.
“Do it,” she said. “I can feel you on every inch of my skin. I want to feel you inside me, too. Take me.”
Dyletri flipped her over, slamming her into the same spot he’d just been on. In a flash, he had her completely naked. He managed to get his shirt off before his concentration was robbed. Her aura flared around her as sunlight poured in from outside and played with the curves of her body.
Ismini opened her legs with a moan, and her scent punched him straight in the nose with the kind of force that could break bones. Dyletri grunted and locked eyes on her wet little pussy.
“Dyletri . . .”
He licked his lips and latched on to her wrists to lift them over her head. His chest heaving, he sent a wave of pure power through the walls and into her.
“Fuck!” Her eyes rolled up, her back becoming a beautiful curve. One he was dying to trace with his tongue. Her hips thrust up toward him, seeking. If he lived another ten billion years, he’d never forget the sight.
“So fucking gorgeous. You’re so sexy, girl.”
He bit his lip, manipulating his energy until it flowed from him in light, quick pulses. The walls and floor around them thumped, following the rhythm, and Ismini’s heart hammered in time. He saw and heard every fresh wave of blood as it pumped through her veins.
Her clit swelled. It distended and throbbed as a gush of liquid slid from her tight pussy. He fucking lost it. He let go of her wrists, his voice echoing with his next command. “Keep them there.”
He sounded like a demon, but she seemed to love it. Her eyes locked with his, a shudder snaking through her. A small mewl leaked out of her, her teeth coming down on her lip as she watched him crawl down her body.
“Dyletri . . . it’s . . .”
He sent another wave through her and watched her nipples tighten.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, licking her entire left tit.
He purposely avoided her nipple, even though he was so fucking hungry. Ismini’s hands clenched into fists above her head as desperate sounds shot out of her in rapid succession. With every heave of her chest, her moans escalated, until his cock was bouncing with each one.
His face twitched from the need to eat her. It was a need that grabbed the back of his head, tore open his cerebellum, violated the rest of his mind, and had him diving between her legs.
He shook as he wrapped his hands around her thighs, positioning her so she was completely spread before him. His mouth fell open, and he stared at her bare wet lips. More of her scent rushed inside him. He moaned and leaned closer, running his nose up her inner thigh where her femoral artery roared. He’d never wanted to drink someone’s blood until Ismini. If that didn’t reveal how fucked he was, then nothing ever would.
Growling, he licked the spot he’d just caressed. It was soaked. Sticky from what was leaking out of her. Her taste grabbed on to his taste buds and fucked them into oblivion. Then Ismini did the worst thing she could do.
She begged him.
“Please.”
He moved so fast he surprised even himself. He wrapped his lips around
her clit and got lost, wrecked on every level of his being. Ismini cried out incoherently, her cries piercing his eardrums.
“Dyletri! Baby, oh God, I . . . fuck, I can’t! It’s too . . . shit!”
He swirled his tongue around her clit, faster and faster as his energy throbbed around them both. Every inch of him shivered with effort. Effort not to bite down into her soft flesh. Effort not to come as he continued fucking her with his mouth.
With rough hands, he forced her trembling thighs to stay open. He held her down even while she thrashed and mewled beneath him. Her clit throbbed against his tongue, every drop leaking from her sliding into him and driving him closer to the edge of insanity.
Nothing outside of her mattered. All he needed in the Universe was to be inside her in any way he could.
But Ismini writhed under him, her chest heaving and her head failing from side to side. Each throb of her sweet fluids brought them higher. They were both close. Energy pooled at the base of his spine, and he knew he was going to come. Now, like this, with her taste in his mouth and her voice in his ears.
Fuck, the way she sounded . . .
“I’m so fucking close.” She whimpered, rising up on her elbows. Their eyes met as he sucked on her clit. “Oh God. The way you look . . . uh, Dyletri .”
He lifted his lips for just a second. “Come with me, baby. You’re about to make me come so hard. Come with me.”
“But . . . oh, fuck. I want to feel you, please!”
“You will, baby girl. You will.” He slid his middle finger gently into her and groaned deep in his chest as her walls almost painfully squeezed his finger. “So tight. So good. Come with me like this. I need to taste you.”
Ismini tensed as he lowered his mouth to her once more and licked. He rolled his tongue and slid his finger in and out of her.
He looked up at her, holding her stare. You’re mine. You’re fucking mine.
His hips thrust against the floor in time with the motion of her hips. He wanted to demand again that she come with him, but he didn’t have to.
Ismini grabbed the back of his head and pressed down, shamelessly fucking his face and finger until his name left her lips on a scream. He almost choked as the sound slammed into him, along with the roar of her heart.
The girl’s clit pulsated in his mouth, her taste devastating him and sending him headlong into a massive orgasm. Surge after surge of pleasure ripped through his cells for the first time in millennia, and he nearly bit off his tongue from the intensity of it.
February 3, 2013
Blood Flows Deep in the Empire Trailer
I’m literally bouncing in my seat from the excitement. The official BFDE trailer is now up. The book becomes available for preorder 2/4/13 at TWCS.
January 27, 2013
Status Update – 1.25.13
Many, many things are happening on this end and I wanted to take a minute out to let you all know:
First and foremost, we have the official release date for Blood Flows Deep in the Empire (The Szolites, #1) and the reviews have started coming in. The first part of the Szolites series is due out March 7, 2013. Click here to view the book’s page, see the reviews, and read the official teaser.
Allure Magnified (Allure, #2) is rocking the sales! The 2nd part to Demi and Dorian’s story is told entirely from Demi’s POV and it takes us further into their forming relationship, and the problems that come along with that. When will part 3 be out? All I can say is that it’ll be out this year. As to when exactly…There’s too much going on to put an exact date on yet. But, of course, once I have it, you’ll all be the first to know :p
Check out the new covers for A Debt Repaid (Retaliation, #1) and Blood Stained Tranquility (The Szolites, #2). Both are now up on Goodreads, so don’t forget to add it to your to-read lists!
As for #BST…we’re forty-thousand words in my loves. About halfway through. I’d love to tell you what Zeniel is doing, but that would just be mean considering it’ll still be a while before the book is out ^_~
~N.
November 20, 2012
N. Isabelle Blanco Thanksgiving Kindle Sale!
Starting today until November 22nd both Destructively Alluring and Addictive Lunacy will on sale for $0.99 each!
This sale is only being offered to Kindle customers so don’t miss out ^_~
Wishing you all a great Thanksgiving.
-N
Click here to view Destructively Alluring on Amazon
Click here to view Addictive Lunacy on Amazon
October 23, 2012
Allure Magnified Teaser Now Up!
That’s right. The first teaser to Allure Magnified is finally up ^_~
Click on the cover to read.
Allure Magnified by N. Isabelle Blanco
September 17, 2012
Addictive Lunacy Now On Sale!
Addictive Lunacy by N. Isabelle Blanco
N. Isabelle Blanco’s second published work is now on sale! Click on the cover above to visit the book page, preview the first chapter, and order via Amazon, Barnes N’ Nobles, Smashwords.com & more!
September 6, 2012
Status Update 9.7.12
Sooo…I hope all of my fans are being patient with me.
Although, at this point, it might be too much to ask :p Bless all of you for being better people than I am. LOL I don’t have a patient bone in my body.
Just wanted to give everyone a little status update.
In case you haven’t heard, yet, Addictive Lunacy‘s release date has been pushed back a week due to editing issues. It’s now set to be out by September 16, 2012. I will do everything in my power to make sure it doesn’t come out a day later than that.
Allure Magnified, part two of Dorian and Demi’s story, has been started ^_^ I’m about 6 pages in and hope to plow forward with that in the next month.
Editing for Blood Flows Deep in the Empire is going on hardcore. Actually, if you’re all wondering most of the time where I am…it’s that. This is a full length novel. Editing for this mofo is going to take a while and it’s intense. On the upside? I’m effing LOVING it. I can not wait to give you all the God of Fertility. He just kills me. Ungh.
On a late note, I have to thank everyone for their insane support of Destructively Alluring. I have been staggered by the response and can never thank you all enough.
This exhausted wee one loves you all very much.
xoxo
~Nyddi
August 19, 2012
“Addictive Lunacy” {Ebook} Teaser 2
Addictive Lunacy by N. Isabelle Blanco
Three weeks later…
I can be patient. Yeah right. Overestimation of one’s abilities comes with a high price, doesn’t it?
Damn right it did. It’d been roughly a month since I’d met Liv. I hadn’t seen her again since that day in the park, but we’d been talking. A lot actually. What had started out as one phone call had become an almost nightly ritual. We’d get home and either I would call her or she would call me.
Talking to her was easy, it was getting to know her that was starting to become hard to endure. The more I learned, the more I wanted and it’d gotten to the point that I was seriously considering putting a stop to our conversations. At least for a few days.
As if I could. Curiosity fed off of hunger; hunger battled with common sense. I couldn’t stop wanting to know about her anymore than I could stop wanting her.
At first, talking to her had been semi-easy. A mutual exchange of personal information that while intriguing, had also bordered on safe. That had lasted nearly two weeks. In the last week, the conversations had somehow veered into more personal territory.
Five days ago, I’d had no choice but to give in and relieve myself. Images of Liv and her lips, as well as the echoes of the few sounds I’d heard fall from them, had played through my mind.
The first time, I came so hard I nearly flew off my bed. The relief was mind-numbing and too short lived. The second time, I almost cracked and disfigured all of my toes as I tensed up and froze, trapped inside my orgasm for what seemed like minutes. That orgasm had been vicious, the image of Liv bent over my couch even more so.
By day three, I realized that although I was coming on a daily basis, it was actually making my situation worse. The more I came, the more I spent time imagining Liv.
Then I made the mistake of going back to watching porn. Fantasies had skidded, crashing into the ditch of immorality, and they’d become entangled with the dark vines of hedonism. All I could see, every moment of every day, was my mouth on Liv’s body, my tongue taking every crevice. Her ass in the air as I bent her over every surface in my apartment. Her hair flowing behind her and bouncing along with her tits as I held her still and pounded into her so hard, we would both ache the next day.
Too much. Too fucking much. And to make it worse, someway, somehow, tonight’s conversation had once more veered into the too personal.
Perhaps more personal than it’d ever been.
What possessed the girl to take it there? Why?
“So you watch porn?”
Oh fuck me… “What guy doesn’t?” You, up to a few days ago. Lies. I’d watched porn before in my life. Years ago, yes, but I’d watched it, damn it.
“Are you into the typical lesbian or threesome shit?”
I could hear her moving around in the background, what sounded like a drawer opening and closing. I swallowed, exhaling as quietly as I could. The moment she’d brought up the topic, I’d started pacing back and forth inside my kitchen. My reflection flaunted itself across the gleaming surface of my stainless steel fridge, taunting me.
“Calum?”
“No. I’m not into that,” I answered, stopping right before the fridge and running a hand through my hair.
“What are you into then?”
I leaned into my fridge, pressing my burning forehead into the cool steel. “Guy and girl, obviously.”
Liv’s tone was amused and…breathless? “Obviously. But what type?”
“Rough,” I groaned out, in disbelief. What was happening? Where was this line of questioning heading?
“Rough,” Liv repeated, a rough timbre inside of the word.
Heat flared, threatening lucidity. My cock hardened inside my jeans, an inflated painful shaft that begged for attention.
“What kind of rough?” Liv asked, the tone of her voice making me tense everywhere.
The cold steel pressed against my forehead did nothing to cool my skin down. “Liv…what…”
“Tell me, Calum. I’m dying of curiosity. And from imagining you watching it. Do you make yourself come when you do?”
The girl was trying to fucking kill me. Why else would she be asking me those things in that tone of voice? Part of me was too embarrassed to answer her questions. The other part was having a hard time even forming words as my blood boiled. “Yes.” The word left me on a harsh exhale. I didn’t even realize I’d responded until I heard a breathless little moan.
Oh, fuck. God, I thought, grinding my teeth and squeezing my eyes shut. Too much. I can’t do this. Can’t live like this anymore… Another little sound reached me and I nearly slammed my head through the fridge. “L..Liv?” I rasped, my chest hurting from how hard my heart was beating.
“Fuck. I’m imagining you touching yourself,” Liv half-groaned half-whimpered, the strain in her voice leaking into me.
“Liv. I…fuck.” I gave into my curiosity, the haze increasing and dragging me under. “Do you?”
“All the fucking time.”
“Thinking about what?” I demanded, my cock throbbing.
“What do you think?”
“I need you to tell me, Liv.” I gritted my teeth, partly hating myself when I gave into the urge and lowered my hand. My cock pulsated between the jeans and my hand, the fingers of which wrapped hard around it.
There was a slight hesitation, a short lived moment of silence on the other end that was punctuated by small harsh breaths that managed to make goosebumps break out all over my skin. “You,” she finally gasped, nearly bringing me to my knees.
A loud groan was ripped out of me. I couldn’t help it. My hand tightened around my dick, pumping up and down before reaching for the zipper. I managed to stop myself right before I pulled, panting and wondering what the hell was I doing.
“Calum?”
“Yeah?”
“Are…are you…”
Fuck me. Because I could hear it in her tone. I could hear the barely muffled pleasure that was dying to make itself known. “Are you?” My voice scratched, my mouth and throat dry from the excitement I was feeling.
“Is it bad if I say yes?”
“Liv, for fuck’s sake, just tell me. I need to know,” I groaned under my breath, slamming my forehead lightly against the fridge.
“I am. I’m touching myself…so good. I need- Calum.”
The dam shattered, mutual need hurtling forth. “Fuck, baby. You’re touching yourself right now?”
“Oh, God. Call me that again,” Liv pleaded, the pitch of her voice escalating in a way I hadn’t yet heard.
A way I had fantasized about too many times. My free hand pulled at the button on my jeans. The zipper was lowered, metallic sliding down and the sound mixing with my loud pants. “Baby, answer me,” I breathed raggedly.
Liv whimpered. My hand flew into my boxers, wrapping around my aching length and dragging it out.
“Calum..”
“Tell me,” I groaned, teeth aching from the strain I was putting on my jaw.
“I am. I -” my loud moan interrupted her, my dick pulsating hotly in my hand. “Ca- Calum? What…oh. God. Tell me you’re touching it.”
“I am.” My voice was distorted, my cock hurting and on the verge. Liv’s desperate moan almost pushed me over the edge. I slid my fist up the length of my dick, pinching the tip and holding on for dear life. Don’t come. Not yet. Don’t…
“Calum. Unf. So wet…can’t live like this anymore…”
“Fuck, Liv,” I pleaded. “I can’t either. Baby-”
“Baby, too good. Hearing you like that. About to – Oh fuck!”
“Tell me that little pussy is wet for me,” I grunted, disbelieving of what I was saying, still squeezing the tip of my cock harder. Too close. Too much. The words leaving my mouth surprised me but her response to them made the cum tingling at the tip of my dick nearly push its way out.
“Yes, Calum. I am. Baby, I’m aching for you.”
I snarled, my legs spreading and bracing my weight. It took all of my restraint not to thrust into my fist. Not to give into the pressure building at the base of my cock. My eyes clenched tightly, so much I saw sparks. Not enough to erase the image of Liv laying back with her fingers lost inside her.
“I need you. I can’t be like this anymore,” I rasped, nerves spasming. “I’m so hard for you I can’t fucking think most of the time…”
“Calum!”
And I heard it. I heard her orgasm tear through her, her breathless, high-pitched sounds sliding into me and going on full-attack.
