shook her head and gave him a tiny smile, feeling almost shy for a moment as he seemed to peer into her mind. She kissed him again and again, on his face, his neck, his lipsâthose wonderful soft lips. He pulled her to him and cuddled her in his arms.
âI wonât do anything you donât want me to, okay?â he said, kissing her on the forehead.
He held her in his strong arms, kissing her, rubbing her, overwhelming her, physically and emotionally. She shooed away the voice in her head reminding her that Max was not a date. He was simply here by circumstance as a result of the storm. She didnât care. He had captured her heart for a moment, and this moment was all she needed right now.
He laid her down and kissed her more passionately than before. His arms around her, pulling her into his center, she felt all of him . . . his chest and the wonder that was being born between his legs. She wanted him. He explored her, touching her places she hadnât thought about for quite a while. The neglect had taken its toll, and she was ravenous for him.
He kissed her tummy and worked his way down, carefully observing her reactions as he proceeded. She was comfortable, and he was gentle with her as he kissed her down there. She opened up her legs to him. He smiled as he kissed her tenderly, inciting so much emotion within her that she almost cried. He touched a part of her that needed attention, and she was aflame. He was skilled and she relaxed, enjoying every moment of his tongue, playing with her, taunting her, her body moving toward that mouth and the tongue that was holding her captive.
âYes,â she moaned as she felt passions flare up, her life juices flowingâopening up and allowing her to feel again.âPlease. I need you so badly . . . take me please.â She felt slightly embarrassed as she heard the words coming out of her mouth. But she was hot and needed him now. In this moment, she didnât care about anything else but the feelings between her legs and that he had something she wanted. It was close to her mouth and she took her tongue and licked the end of it. He moaned. She moved closer, sliding her lips over the end. He moaned louder and took it out of her mouth. He came up and kissed her gently.
âNot this time, babyâyouâre going to come for me,â he whispered as he slid her to the edge of the couch and she felt him enter her. She had almost forgotten how good having someone inside her could feel. He slid into her with one push and stayed right there, collecting himself as he was overwhelmed by the intensity. She wiggled her body for some action, but he was very much in control. She adjusted her body around him, moving herself into a comfortable position for the act.
He waited for her and kissed every inch of her that his lips could reach while holding his hardness in position. Then slowly, he withdrew and pushed back into her. She felt all of him, and he took her breath away. He was so hard and wonderful as he reached behind her, placing his hands on her buttocks to pull her even closer and tighter to him. She gasped as he entered, more deeply with each thrust. He took her slowly, holding on to her the whole time, penetrating deeper and deeper, pausing as she reveled in his manhood. His pace was so sensuous, his manliness so luscious and gratifying. She wrapped her arms around him as their pace quickened and she moaned, hugging him tightly as they came together, a long and wet climax that seemed to go on forever.
He reached over and pulled the comforter from the sofa.He covered her as he held her securely in his arms, and they rested together in the silence. The storm had passed, in all its fury, and so had her internal whirlwind of emotion. She closed her eyes and recounted the moments of the evening. He was so wonderful. She snuggled deeper into the masculine spirit who now possessed her, and the world she knew changed again.
She awoke
âI wonât do anything you donât want me to, okay?â he said, kissing her on the forehead.
He held her in his strong arms, kissing her, rubbing her, overwhelming her, physically and emotionally. She shooed away the voice in her head reminding her that Max was not a date. He was simply here by circumstance as a result of the storm. She didnât care. He had captured her heart for a moment, and this moment was all she needed right now.
He laid her down and kissed her more passionately than before. His arms around her, pulling her into his center, she felt all of him . . . his chest and the wonder that was being born between his legs. She wanted him. He explored her, touching her places she hadnât thought about for quite a while. The neglect had taken its toll, and she was ravenous for him.
He kissed her tummy and worked his way down, carefully observing her reactions as he proceeded. She was comfortable, and he was gentle with her as he kissed her down there. She opened up her legs to him. He smiled as he kissed her tenderly, inciting so much emotion within her that she almost cried. He touched a part of her that needed attention, and she was aflame. He was skilled and she relaxed, enjoying every moment of his tongue, playing with her, taunting her, her body moving toward that mouth and the tongue that was holding her captive.
âYes,â she moaned as she felt passions flare up, her life juices flowingâopening up and allowing her to feel again.âPlease. I need you so badly . . . take me please.â She felt slightly embarrassed as she heard the words coming out of her mouth. But she was hot and needed him now. In this moment, she didnât care about anything else but the feelings between her legs and that he had something she wanted. It was close to her mouth and she took her tongue and licked the end of it. He moaned. She moved closer, sliding her lips over the end. He moaned louder and took it out of her mouth. He came up and kissed her gently.
âNot this time, babyâyouâre going to come for me,â he whispered as he slid her to the edge of the couch and she felt him enter her. She had almost forgotten how good having someone inside her could feel. He slid into her with one push and stayed right there, collecting himself as he was overwhelmed by the intensity. She wiggled her body for some action, but he was very much in control. She adjusted her body around him, moving herself into a comfortable position for the act.
He waited for her and kissed every inch of her that his lips could reach while holding his hardness in position. Then slowly, he withdrew and pushed back into her. She felt all of him, and he took her breath away. He was so hard and wonderful as he reached behind her, placing his hands on her buttocks to pull her even closer and tighter to him. She gasped as he entered, more deeply with each thrust. He took her slowly, holding on to her the whole time, penetrating deeper and deeper, pausing as she reveled in his manhood. His pace was so sensuous, his manliness so luscious and gratifying. She wrapped her arms around him as their pace quickened and she moaned, hugging him tightly as they came together, a long and wet climax that seemed to go on forever.
He reached over and pulled the comforter from the sofa.He covered her as he held her securely in his arms, and they rested together in the silence. The storm had passed, in all its fury, and so had her internal whirlwind of emotion. She closed her eyes and recounted the moments of the evening. He was so wonderful. She snuggled deeper into the masculine spirit who now possessed her, and the world she knew changed again.
She awoke
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