woman, one he could spend time with. One that would be dangerous to him, one he had no right to take.
"Crazy yes, drunk no, intuitive, definitely." He watched her carefully and laughed. "You don't know it yet what it takes to make you complete, to release you sexually, do you?" This wasn’t the time to reveal he knew her secret. Better to let her think he was still taunting her about her lack of sexual experience.
She'd raised her hand to slap him, but he'd been prepared and easily caught her wrist between his large fingers. He instantly felt her human warmth and held back a sigh at the small things he no longer had control over.
"I got it on the first try. You don't know what it takes. I can see on your face, in your eyes, how you move. I have amazing ways to make your body come alive, Claudia, to make your mind let go and your body take what it needs. Your body knows. I know that for sure. Under all that makeup and the designer clothing, no man has touched you the right way yet. The men you do meet wouldn’t know how to make you climax if you gave them a lifetime to try." He’d started out just to meet her. Now he had, and he found he didn’t want to let her go.
Her voice turned husky, her body straining to refrain from touching him. "Look, just because my outfit this year is a bit daring, doesn't mean I’m looking for any action. You're taking all this way too literally! And what about you? Your suit reeks of designer status."
Now, this close he had no difficulty seeing beneath the layers of façade constructed for public consumption. Her strength and honor wouldn’t let Claudia tell her secret, afraid of pity. And she would never let on her need for sensual acts she’d been taught were unusual or abnormal. She was a submissive, waiting for the right man to free her to his spankings and control. His cock grew heavy and surged as he willed his body to control his aching dick. His immediate want to take her was overwhelming. Still holding her wrist, his other arm slipped around her waist, pulling her up and over his erection. Moving his hips in minute motions, he rubbed against her. He had her straddling his thigh, felt her heat seep through her clothing. She tried to hide the wonder he made her feel. Her thoughts told him he was making her hotter than she'd ever been or known could exist.
Chapter 2
With his body now touching her, she was transparent to his mind. He would be her first orgasm. He’d make sure she’d never forget the feeling. She wasn’t a virgin, but she was untutored in the most elemental way. He would be the man to release the woman she hadn’t allowed to surface.
Terrance took the kiss he’d wanted since spotting her earlier. His mouth found hers hard and resistant, a challenge he accepted along with her rigid body trapped against him. Holding her tighter until he felt her give in, he experienced the instant she relented. Opening her lips to accept his tongue darting between hers made her sigh and open farther to spar against him. He dropped her wrist and circled his arm behind her shoulders. She didn’t complain. Her fingers laced in his hair, holding their mouths together.
He boldly let his fingers slip along her back, teasing her spine. Both his hands dropped to her hips, slipping farther down until his palms rode back up with the material of her skirt bunched between his fingers, baring her silk-covered legs to the evening air. With each pass, his hands drew the material higher, exposing the full length of her legs. His hands disappeared under the fabric, using his fingers to stroke her bare thighs above her stockings. Only a thin swatch of silk covered her pussy and clit. Their mouths were still fused, her hands still laced in his hair. She let out a guttural breath, one that drove him to pull her directly over him, deepening his motions. Setting a new pace, his cock rode against her almost bare clitoris.
He was all but bursting at the seams of
"Crazy yes, drunk no, intuitive, definitely." He watched her carefully and laughed. "You don't know it yet what it takes to make you complete, to release you sexually, do you?" This wasn’t the time to reveal he knew her secret. Better to let her think he was still taunting her about her lack of sexual experience.
She'd raised her hand to slap him, but he'd been prepared and easily caught her wrist between his large fingers. He instantly felt her human warmth and held back a sigh at the small things he no longer had control over.
"I got it on the first try. You don't know what it takes. I can see on your face, in your eyes, how you move. I have amazing ways to make your body come alive, Claudia, to make your mind let go and your body take what it needs. Your body knows. I know that for sure. Under all that makeup and the designer clothing, no man has touched you the right way yet. The men you do meet wouldn’t know how to make you climax if you gave them a lifetime to try." He’d started out just to meet her. Now he had, and he found he didn’t want to let her go.
Her voice turned husky, her body straining to refrain from touching him. "Look, just because my outfit this year is a bit daring, doesn't mean I’m looking for any action. You're taking all this way too literally! And what about you? Your suit reeks of designer status."
Now, this close he had no difficulty seeing beneath the layers of façade constructed for public consumption. Her strength and honor wouldn’t let Claudia tell her secret, afraid of pity. And she would never let on her need for sensual acts she’d been taught were unusual or abnormal. She was a submissive, waiting for the right man to free her to his spankings and control. His cock grew heavy and surged as he willed his body to control his aching dick. His immediate want to take her was overwhelming. Still holding her wrist, his other arm slipped around her waist, pulling her up and over his erection. Moving his hips in minute motions, he rubbed against her. He had her straddling his thigh, felt her heat seep through her clothing. She tried to hide the wonder he made her feel. Her thoughts told him he was making her hotter than she'd ever been or known could exist.
Chapter 2
With his body now touching her, she was transparent to his mind. He would be her first orgasm. He’d make sure she’d never forget the feeling. She wasn’t a virgin, but she was untutored in the most elemental way. He would be the man to release the woman she hadn’t allowed to surface.
Terrance took the kiss he’d wanted since spotting her earlier. His mouth found hers hard and resistant, a challenge he accepted along with her rigid body trapped against him. Holding her tighter until he felt her give in, he experienced the instant she relented. Opening her lips to accept his tongue darting between hers made her sigh and open farther to spar against him. He dropped her wrist and circled his arm behind her shoulders. She didn’t complain. Her fingers laced in his hair, holding their mouths together.
He boldly let his fingers slip along her back, teasing her spine. Both his hands dropped to her hips, slipping farther down until his palms rode back up with the material of her skirt bunched between his fingers, baring her silk-covered legs to the evening air. With each pass, his hands drew the material higher, exposing the full length of her legs. His hands disappeared under the fabric, using his fingers to stroke her bare thighs above her stockings. Only a thin swatch of silk covered her pussy and clit. Their mouths were still fused, her hands still laced in his hair. She let out a guttural breath, one that drove him to pull her directly over him, deepening his motions. Setting a new pace, his cock rode against her almost bare clitoris.
He was all but bursting at the seams of
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