before.
And when she tilted her lips in a smile, he dragged in a staggering breath and felt his body getting hard all over again as desire once again enflamed him, filled him to capacity. But something else happened at that moment, too. He wasn’t sure just what it was, since it was something he couldn’t put a name to at that moment. But he was convinced it was something he’d never felt before, and he suddenly felt totally consumed by it.
“So what do you think, Xavier?”
Instead of answering, he moved quickly, and, ignoring her shriek of surprise, he eased her back and loomed over her. He caught her chin in his hand as his mouth came down on hers, effectively absorbing whatever words she was about to say. He intended to show her just what he thought.
His kiss tried taking control of her mouth, but Farrah refused to let it. She enjoyed sharing his heat, participating in such a sensual duel as their tongues tangled. Electricity flowed through her body.
And she still wanted more.
She intended to get it, and it seemed he was just as determined to give it to her. Okay, she could handle this, she thought. Then she wasn’t all that sure when she felt his hands under her dress. When he finally released her mouth, she was breathless, left in a state of pure enthrallment. Totally awestruck. Mesmerized.
“You should never have pushed me over the edge, Farrah.”
She met his gaze. Had she actually done that?
“You do know what that means, don’t you?”
She nodded. Yes, she knew exactly what that meant. She’d had him in her mouth, and now he intended to have her in his. He didn’t waste time pushing her dress up and out of his way before pulling her barely-there panties down past her thighs.
“Xavier, don’t we need to talk about this?”
“No.”
And that was the last word he said before lifting her hips with his hand and lowering his head between her legs. The moment the tip of his tongue eased between her feminine folds, she cried out, closed her eyes and reached out to grab hold of his shoulders.
How had she gone without this for so long? How had she survived without the feel of his mouth on her, in her, his tongue lapping her up before delving deeper and deeper. He was feasting on her, pushing her legs apart to treat himself to more of her.
A soft moan flowed from her lips. Then another. Pleasure began rolling over her in melodious waves, pushing her over the edge while at the same time taking her under. No inner part of her was left untouched. If his tongue could reach it, it was stroked. Mercilessly so.
Farrah suddenly cried out when she couldn’t take any more, and rapture struck every inch of her body. He continued to devour her, as she quivered from an orgasm that would have topped the Richter scale. When he pulled back and captured her mouth, his tongue was still hot and hungry.
And she knew he wasn’t through with her yet when she heard him tear open a condom package.
Then there it was. The head of his erection probing where his mouth had been. He lifted her hips up in his hands the moment he thrust into her. The surge of pleasure that ripped through her with this coming together made her scream. That only pushed him to go deeper, made his strokes stronger. “Xavier!”
He lifted his head to stare down at her, and the primal look in his eyes almost made her lose her breath while at the same time it triggered another explosion within her. She had wanted to be naughty, but he was making her crazy.
And then he bucked, thrust harder, went deeper and her boot-clad legs tightened around him, greedy for everything he wanted to give and ready to take it. She didn’t have long to wait for his release. Hot molten liquid shot everywhere inside of her, lubricating her inner walls with the very essence of him. “Farrah!”
He had thrown his head back and her name came out as a deep growl from his throat, and he then lowered his head to take her mouth, to feed greedily off of it, as his body
And when she tilted her lips in a smile, he dragged in a staggering breath and felt his body getting hard all over again as desire once again enflamed him, filled him to capacity. But something else happened at that moment, too. He wasn’t sure just what it was, since it was something he couldn’t put a name to at that moment. But he was convinced it was something he’d never felt before, and he suddenly felt totally consumed by it.
“So what do you think, Xavier?”
Instead of answering, he moved quickly, and, ignoring her shriek of surprise, he eased her back and loomed over her. He caught her chin in his hand as his mouth came down on hers, effectively absorbing whatever words she was about to say. He intended to show her just what he thought.
His kiss tried taking control of her mouth, but Farrah refused to let it. She enjoyed sharing his heat, participating in such a sensual duel as their tongues tangled. Electricity flowed through her body.
And she still wanted more.
She intended to get it, and it seemed he was just as determined to give it to her. Okay, she could handle this, she thought. Then she wasn’t all that sure when she felt his hands under her dress. When he finally released her mouth, she was breathless, left in a state of pure enthrallment. Totally awestruck. Mesmerized.
“You should never have pushed me over the edge, Farrah.”
She met his gaze. Had she actually done that?
“You do know what that means, don’t you?”
She nodded. Yes, she knew exactly what that meant. She’d had him in her mouth, and now he intended to have her in his. He didn’t waste time pushing her dress up and out of his way before pulling her barely-there panties down past her thighs.
“Xavier, don’t we need to talk about this?”
“No.”
And that was the last word he said before lifting her hips with his hand and lowering his head between her legs. The moment the tip of his tongue eased between her feminine folds, she cried out, closed her eyes and reached out to grab hold of his shoulders.
How had she gone without this for so long? How had she survived without the feel of his mouth on her, in her, his tongue lapping her up before delving deeper and deeper. He was feasting on her, pushing her legs apart to treat himself to more of her.
A soft moan flowed from her lips. Then another. Pleasure began rolling over her in melodious waves, pushing her over the edge while at the same time taking her under. No inner part of her was left untouched. If his tongue could reach it, it was stroked. Mercilessly so.
Farrah suddenly cried out when she couldn’t take any more, and rapture struck every inch of her body. He continued to devour her, as she quivered from an orgasm that would have topped the Richter scale. When he pulled back and captured her mouth, his tongue was still hot and hungry.
And she knew he wasn’t through with her yet when she heard him tear open a condom package.
Then there it was. The head of his erection probing where his mouth had been. He lifted her hips up in his hands the moment he thrust into her. The surge of pleasure that ripped through her with this coming together made her scream. That only pushed him to go deeper, made his strokes stronger. “Xavier!”
He lifted his head to stare down at her, and the primal look in his eyes almost made her lose her breath while at the same time it triggered another explosion within her. She had wanted to be naughty, but he was making her crazy.
And then he bucked, thrust harder, went deeper and her boot-clad legs tightened around him, greedy for everything he wanted to give and ready to take it. She didn’t have long to wait for his release. Hot molten liquid shot everywhere inside of her, lubricating her inner walls with the very essence of him. “Farrah!”
He had thrown his head back and her name came out as a deep growl from his throat, and he then lowered his head to take her mouth, to feed greedily off of it, as his body
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