Hero: Ian Kerr. Sexy, arrogant, and richer then God. He always gets what he wants…and he wants Victoria.

Heroine: Victoria. A bike messenger whose sick mother has her working a variety of dangerous jobs.  Agreeing to work for Ian Kerr maybe her most dangerous job of all.

He presses slowly to the back wall of my mouth. I gag and then swallow it down, feeling the cock head swell in my throat.
“Open up for me,” he says, moving his fingers down to rub my neck as a little more of him eases down my tight throat.

He hisses, “Jesus Christ, bunny. That’s so fucking good. So good.”

He withdraws, flexing his hips, and then slowly glides back in. This time it’s easier. I’m prepared for the fullness and hungry for his taste. This time he slides so far in that the coarse hair of his pubis tickles my nose. His hands are on either side of my face, tipping my hair back.

I can feel my hot arousal trickling down my leg, a thicker, more viscous fluid than the water. I’m consuming him, eating his essence, taking him inside me in a way I had never envisioned possible.

With his hands around my face and neck and his rigid length down my throat, I’m entirely his. His cock drags along the soft tissues of my throat. I feel the ridges against my tongue and his firm grip against my chin.

My entire world is his cock and fingers and the smell and taste of him.

Losing Control (Kerr Chronicles, #1) by Jen Frederick is available for purchase now and I will be reviewing it here 7/7/2014.

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