definitely wanted him inside her . Wait, he said alongside me. Her brain tried to process through the haze of wine and desire. He was still trying to be the good guy; he needed her permission to continue. Krista forced herself to put embarrassment aside.
Without hesitation, she stood, reached for the hemline of the sweatshirt and pulled it up and off in one fluid movement.
Shane didn’t move toward her, but the intensity of his gaze took in her bare breasts and slid down her body now clad only in pink panties.
She stepped closer and settled her fingers at his fly. “Come on, hero. Prove to me you can be bad sometimes.”
She struggled with the button of his jeans, his erection bulging behind his zipper as she fumbled. His hands settled on either side of her face and pulled her in for a kiss.
Her breasts pressed into his chest, and his skin against hers was a new and extremely erotic sensation. Finally, she was able to shove his jeans off his hips, and only then did he break off the kiss.
Shane yanked his T-shirt off, and then stepped out of his jeans. Clad only in his underwear, he sank back to the couch, pulling her onto his lap. Krista straddled his thighs, moaning with pleasure when his hands cupped her breasts. When he squeezed each mound and rubbed his thumbs across her aching nipples, she leaned forward and kissed him hard, driving her tongue into his mouth.
Shifting on the erection pressing through his boxer-briefs, she rubbed him between her legs, trying to ease the pressure building and aching within her.
Strong hands settled at her waist and raised her until his mouth closed over her nipple. Krista knelt on the couch, helping him get her closer as one of his hands reached between them and slipped inside her panties.
Raised up on her knees, she was wide open for him, and he plunged one finger inside her. Inner muscles closed over him as he stroked. Within seconds, she exploded at his touch. His mouth pulled hard on her nipple as she came, tossing her head back as the orgasm rolled over her in huge waves.
Before she could come back to earth, she was flipped onto her back on the couch and her panties dispensed with one swift pull.
Shane worked his way down her body, kissing every inch as she continued to try to catch her breath. He buried his face between her thighs and began to nibble. Krista bent shaky knees and grasped his head as he kissed her deeper, his tongue soothing, causing continued, smaller climaxes to roll through her body.
She couldn’t breathe. Her body was out of control, and the world went black before exploding in an array of colors.
“Shane…stop. Ooohhh, stop, please,” she pleaded as his finger plunged inside her once more at the same time his mouth devoured her. She had no idea when the never-ending climax would end. It was like one long stretch of pleasure.
Though he lifted his head, his fingers still worked inside her body, stroking and touching her deeper and deeper.
“What do you want, Krista? Come on, tell me. I’ll give it to you.”
She wet her lips. “I want you, not your finger in me. I want you in me.”
He smiled. His gaze on hers was dark and intense. “I have to go upstairs and get a condom. Okay?”
Still trying to catch her breath, she nodded.
Shane moved off the couch, his erection prominent as he stood. Yeah, she wanted him all right. She wasn’t going anywhere.
“Be right back.” In his haste to get across the room, he tripped on his jeans and recovered in time to take the basement stairs three at a time.
Anyone else laying there half naked and waiting for round two might have felt embarrassment; Krista wondered why she didn’t. She was doing it with Shane, for crying out loud, and he’d just had his mouth places that very few had been before. But instead of thinking of leaving, all she could think about was the amazing orgasm he’d just given her and wanting to do it again.
She reached for the glass of wine, but it was empty. The bottle on
Without hesitation, she stood, reached for the hemline of the sweatshirt and pulled it up and off in one fluid movement.
Shane didn’t move toward her, but the intensity of his gaze took in her bare breasts and slid down her body now clad only in pink panties.
She stepped closer and settled her fingers at his fly. “Come on, hero. Prove to me you can be bad sometimes.”
She struggled with the button of his jeans, his erection bulging behind his zipper as she fumbled. His hands settled on either side of her face and pulled her in for a kiss.
Her breasts pressed into his chest, and his skin against hers was a new and extremely erotic sensation. Finally, she was able to shove his jeans off his hips, and only then did he break off the kiss.
Shane yanked his T-shirt off, and then stepped out of his jeans. Clad only in his underwear, he sank back to the couch, pulling her onto his lap. Krista straddled his thighs, moaning with pleasure when his hands cupped her breasts. When he squeezed each mound and rubbed his thumbs across her aching nipples, she leaned forward and kissed him hard, driving her tongue into his mouth.
Shifting on the erection pressing through his boxer-briefs, she rubbed him between her legs, trying to ease the pressure building and aching within her.
Strong hands settled at her waist and raised her until his mouth closed over her nipple. Krista knelt on the couch, helping him get her closer as one of his hands reached between them and slipped inside her panties.
Raised up on her knees, she was wide open for him, and he plunged one finger inside her. Inner muscles closed over him as he stroked. Within seconds, she exploded at his touch. His mouth pulled hard on her nipple as she came, tossing her head back as the orgasm rolled over her in huge waves.
Before she could come back to earth, she was flipped onto her back on the couch and her panties dispensed with one swift pull.
Shane worked his way down her body, kissing every inch as she continued to try to catch her breath. He buried his face between her thighs and began to nibble. Krista bent shaky knees and grasped his head as he kissed her deeper, his tongue soothing, causing continued, smaller climaxes to roll through her body.
She couldn’t breathe. Her body was out of control, and the world went black before exploding in an array of colors.
“Shane…stop. Ooohhh, stop, please,” she pleaded as his finger plunged inside her once more at the same time his mouth devoured her. She had no idea when the never-ending climax would end. It was like one long stretch of pleasure.
Though he lifted his head, his fingers still worked inside her body, stroking and touching her deeper and deeper.
“What do you want, Krista? Come on, tell me. I’ll give it to you.”
She wet her lips. “I want you, not your finger in me. I want you in me.”
He smiled. His gaze on hers was dark and intense. “I have to go upstairs and get a condom. Okay?”
Still trying to catch her breath, she nodded.
Shane moved off the couch, his erection prominent as he stood. Yeah, she wanted him all right. She wasn’t going anywhere.
“Be right back.” In his haste to get across the room, he tripped on his jeans and recovered in time to take the basement stairs three at a time.
Anyone else laying there half naked and waiting for round two might have felt embarrassment; Krista wondered why she didn’t. She was doing it with Shane, for crying out loud, and he’d just had his mouth places that very few had been before. But instead of thinking of leaving, all she could think about was the amazing orgasm he’d just given her and wanting to do it again.
She reached for the glass of wine, but it was empty. The bottle on
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