Requited (Lost Love Series) (Erotic Romance) Read Free

placing one knee on either side of his legs so that she knelt on the couch, straddling him, and wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him. He certainly did not seem to mind, as he reacted by thrusting his tongue between her lips. She wondered if he could feel how she smiled as he explored her mouth with his tongue.
     
    In her gut she knew he was rebounding. His wife had left him and he was looking for someone to make him feel special again. He certainly did not love her the way she loved him, and even if he did, it would be messy and complicated and it could never actually work. She pushed those thoughts aside. She wanted him, and quite frankly she had waited long enough. Tonight he was hers.
     
    In college Beka had always been shy about asking for what she wanted. Tonight, she decided just to take it. As they kissed, she reached down and began pulling off his shirt. To her delight, he immediately began to help. Once his shirt was off, she began exploring the strong muscles of his chest and back with her fingers. It felt so good to finally be touching him.
     
    His hand slipped under her shirt and found the clasp of her bra. He immediately unhooked it and then slid his hands around her body to her breasts. Beka broke off their kiss just long enough to take her shirt off to give him easier access. His touch was soft, his fingers brushing ever so lightly over her breasts. The delicate caress lit every nerve in her body on fire.
     
    He broke off their kiss and replaced his fingers with his lips. She found herself moaning softly as he began to lick and tease her right nipple. Just when she thought she could take no more, he switched to the left. She found herself grinding her hips against his, trying to feel more. Frustratingly, both her jeans and his were in the way. Someone needed to fix that.
     
    Beka carefully slid off of Clarke’s lap and onto the floor. She was pleased to see he looked confused. Good. It was time to get him a bit off balance. Kneeling in front of him on the floor, she began to unzip his jeans. His eyes grew dark with arousal as he realized what she was doing.
     
    He lifted his hips to help her as she slid off first his jeans, then his boxers. His penis was already hardening, just as she could feel herself already growing quite damp. She began to slowly lick him from base to tip and then back down again. As her tongue moved across the shaft, she could feel the blood rushing toward her, making him hard. She loved being able to affect him just as much as he had always been able to affect her.
     
    When she thought he was ready, she took him fully in her mouth. When her lips closed around him, she was gratified to hear him moan. She glanced up and met his eyes. They were wild, and she could tell he was close. With his cock still in her mouth, she smiled at him. For some reason that did it. He suddenly came, and as he did, Beka swallowed his seed. It was something she had never thought she would do for any man, but with him, everything just felt so natural. It felt right.
     
    As he lay there on the couch, recovering from his orgasm, Beka stood and removed her own jeans and her panties.
     
    “Your turn,” she told him, grinning mischievously as she sat down beside him on the couch. He turned his head toward her, and the determined look in his eye made her shiver with excitement. She remembered with some satisfaction that something Clarke always believed strongly in was reciprocity. If she helped him with a bulletin board, he would find a way to help her with hers. If she gave him a book, he would give her one. Now she had given him a damn good blow job…
     
    “Lie back,” he ordered her, his voice husky. Without question, she obeyed. He turned so that he could look down on her. Gently but firmly, he pushed her knees apart. It felt strange to her to lie there so open and exposed before him, but she did not close her legs. Beka trusted Clarke completely. The sight of his face through her