bare bottom tight against his erection. The straps to her sundress fell down from her shoulders and he pressed his lips there, loving the smell of her skin. He nipped her with his teeth as she slipped one of her hands between them.
“Do you want to stop?” He whispered the words against her lips as she touched his cock and he slid one finger over her clit.
“No fair…no fair,” she moaned as he caressed her.
“You’re so wet, Terrah.”
She kissed him while she untied the drawstring on his baggy linen pants and freed his cock. Nick sucked in a tight breath as she wrapped her hand around him.
“I want you inside of me.”
Hearing those six breathy words did something to him. His hand slipped from her slick heat as he reached into his pocket to extract a condom. He tore it open, sheathing himself as Terrah lifted up off his lap slightly, ready to take him in.
“Put me inside of you.”
Terrah took him in her hand again, guiding the crown of his cock to her slick entrance. He watched her bite her lip as she slowly lowered herself onto his lap.
“Mmm…”
Her throaty sounds of pleasure heightened his enjoyment. He ground his teeth as her silky heat hugged his cock in a sweet, tight hold. Slipping his hands under her thighs, he helped steady her as she took him deep within her.
“Feels so good.”
‘Good’ didn’t begin to describe it as she gently rocked her hips. She placed her hands on his shoulders and, with subtle movements, began creating a delicious friction that made him grit his teeth. He forced himself to remain still, letting her set the pace, but her moans of bliss and the feel of her, so wet and snug around him, made it difficult.
“I need more.” Terrah’s voice was a ragged whisper against his ear.
Thank God.
He was dying a slow, erotic death with her easy riding.
“Hold on to my pants and wrap your arms around my neck.”
Terrah locked her legs behind his back as he got up from the chair. She tightened her sheath around his cock, which only fuelled his need to get her back inside. Nick pushed open the sliding door and carried her to the dining table, only a few steps away. He sat Terrah down on the edge of the table. His pants fell to the floor and Nick stepped out of them as she lay back. She looked beautiful in the gentle light filtering into the room from the bathroom.
Terrah beckoned to him. “Now give it to me hard.”
Nick groaned at the feel of her drenched pussy tightening around his cock. He dragged the front of her dress down with one hand, exposing her breasts. She bit her lip and moaned when he tweaked one beaded nipple with his fingers. He loved the tiny gasp that escaped her lips as he slipped his hands under her knees and yanked her ass just a little way off the table. Never had he seen a more luscious sight than Terrah all sprawled out before him, hungrily waiting for him.
He placed her legs over his shoulders and the position gave him maximum penetration. Nick began thrusting into her and Terrah’s delighted whimpers were music to his ears. He pumped her deeper and watched her eyes flutter closed with each measured stroke. “Is this what you want, Terrah?”
Her lips parted in silent moans of ecstasy as he worked his cock in and out of her juicy pussy.
“Yes, oh, yes!”
He fucked her even harder, determined to give her exactly what she needed…what he needed. The faster he sank into her softness, the more he was certain he’d always want more . He lost track of her cries and his thrusts as that one word rang in his head with every piston movement of his hips.
More… More… More of…
“Terrah…”
Chapter Eleven
Terrah screamed as she came, breaking apart into a million shards of pure sensory bliss. She called out his name as he’d called hers, delirious with pleasure. Her heartbeat roared in her ears as she gripped the sides of the table, trembling and gasping for air. Her eyelids fluttered open to see Nick’s eyes closed, his
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