"Ryan ran his tongue over the soft skin of her back while he twisted her nipples in his fingertips. Melissa rode him hard, breathing fast and panting loudly as she rose up and down on him in a blur of activity. Her hand reached between his legs and grabbed hold of his heavy sack. She used it as a handle as she continued to buck and bounce. With a sudden urge, Ryan pushed her off him."
"Ryan's hand was a blur as he went for gold. His body tensed. Tingles sent shivers through him. His cock stiffened further, then the first shot of cum exploded from the head of his cock and landed on the tiles five feet from him. The second shot went even further. He kept on ejaculating until a dozen shots of cum were splattered in wet patches on the floor."
"He tasted like coffee, a little bitter, and something else. Something that I would bet was just all Wade, rich and dark and so very good. Good in the way that climbing Mount Everest is good, or winning the Nobel Peace Prize good."
"If you fell in a barrel of pricks, you'd come out sucking your thumb."
Foreplay -- Tammy Valentine (The link is not for this particular book, since sadly it doesn't seem available anymore on Amazon.com, but here is another of her (related) books.)
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