too.
Fingers slid deeper between her cheeks, rubbing up and down, dipping into her vagina, spreading the wetness, easing the glide of his finger between her crease.
“Your cunt weeps.”
Her knees went a little weak. She always liked a little dirty bedroom talk, and in this fantasy he seemed to know that. In her mind she saw her stranger, the beautiful unmarred side of his face watching her as he stroked between her ass, the tattooed part of his mouth whispering against her ear. “Your cunt needs a cock.”
She heard the words, but not in her own voice. It was his, and the hell he was putting her body through teasing her like this was driving her crazy.
“Where do you want me to take you tonight, Eve? What is it you want?”
What did she want? Well, to come, naturally. But what was it her body was struggling for? She couldn’t put a name to it, she just knew she needed release.
“Do you want to be fucked tonight, Eve, or do you want the reverent touch of a lover?”
“I…I don’t know,” she murmured as she licked her lips. “Wh…where do you want to go tonight?”
“Anywhere with you, Eve.”
And then she was falling backwards until she was lying on her back on the bed. She felt a broad, warm palm cushioning her fall and the silken glide of his hair against her collar bone.
“Where will you take me, Eve?”
“Anywhere. Everywhere.”
“Everywhere, ” he repeated, sounding thoughtful as his mouth skimmed between the valley of her quivering breasts down to her belly. “Then I accept, Eve. You will take me everywhere, and I will follow you like a disciple.”
Eve could feel the insistence of his lips pressing against her jaw in soft, urgent kisses. His touch, his warmth. It was so real, so visceral, that Eve could not make herself believe it was only a fantasy. This had to be real. She’d never experienced such desire, nor had she ever been this wet. She could feel her juices running down her thighs.
She was dying for his penetration.
“You tempt me, Eve. I cannot resist. I no longer want to.”
“Don’t resist,” she begged, arching her body and lifting her hips. She wanted this. Needed this. But he refused to give her the hard thrust of his cock, and instead moved away until all she could feel was cool air sweeping over her breast. It was followed by a moist warmth.
“Yes,” she pleaded, closing her eyes as she savoured the sensations sweeping through her. He was licking her nipple, slow, skilled licks that drove her wild. In her mind she saw him, his tongue flicking along her nipple, his hand engulfing her big breast. And he’d be watching her. She knew that. Somehow she knew that her stranger enjoyed watching her pleasure.
“Yes, Eve. See me in your mind. Imagine what I look like tonguing you.” She moaned in excitement. Her body lifted a bit off the bed, until she was arched and her breasts were jutting up high in the air. Then she felt her breast and nipple being tugged into his mouth, suckling her.
Eve allowed herself to slip into the darkness of sensuality. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on the feel of his suckling mouth, the heat caressing her body as she imagined his hands traversing her body in slow seeking sweeps as he learned her, discovered what thrilled her and made her moan for him.
Time was suspended as he loved her, and restless, unable to reach out and stroke his body, she curled her fingers around the spindles of the headboard and tilted her head back, allowing her lips to part and a breathless whimper to escape them.
“How beautiful you look in your passion,” he said as she felt his mouth descend between the valley of her breasts towards her navel. “I could look upon you forever and it would not be long enough. I will look upon you tonight as you find your release, and I will treasure it, that memory of you trembling beneath my lips.”
“What is your name?” she asked on a gasp as his mouth nuzzled the soft curls between her
Fingers slid deeper between her cheeks, rubbing up and down, dipping into her vagina, spreading the wetness, easing the glide of his finger between her crease.
“Your cunt weeps.”
Her knees went a little weak. She always liked a little dirty bedroom talk, and in this fantasy he seemed to know that. In her mind she saw her stranger, the beautiful unmarred side of his face watching her as he stroked between her ass, the tattooed part of his mouth whispering against her ear. “Your cunt needs a cock.”
She heard the words, but not in her own voice. It was his, and the hell he was putting her body through teasing her like this was driving her crazy.
“Where do you want me to take you tonight, Eve? What is it you want?”
What did she want? Well, to come, naturally. But what was it her body was struggling for? She couldn’t put a name to it, she just knew she needed release.
“Do you want to be fucked tonight, Eve, or do you want the reverent touch of a lover?”
“I…I don’t know,” she murmured as she licked her lips. “Wh…where do you want to go tonight?”
“Anywhere with you, Eve.”
And then she was falling backwards until she was lying on her back on the bed. She felt a broad, warm palm cushioning her fall and the silken glide of his hair against her collar bone.
“Where will you take me, Eve?”
“Anywhere. Everywhere.”
“Everywhere, ” he repeated, sounding thoughtful as his mouth skimmed between the valley of her quivering breasts down to her belly. “Then I accept, Eve. You will take me everywhere, and I will follow you like a disciple.”
Eve could feel the insistence of his lips pressing against her jaw in soft, urgent kisses. His touch, his warmth. It was so real, so visceral, that Eve could not make herself believe it was only a fantasy. This had to be real. She’d never experienced such desire, nor had she ever been this wet. She could feel her juices running down her thighs.
She was dying for his penetration.
“You tempt me, Eve. I cannot resist. I no longer want to.”
“Don’t resist,” she begged, arching her body and lifting her hips. She wanted this. Needed this. But he refused to give her the hard thrust of his cock, and instead moved away until all she could feel was cool air sweeping over her breast. It was followed by a moist warmth.
“Yes,” she pleaded, closing her eyes as she savoured the sensations sweeping through her. He was licking her nipple, slow, skilled licks that drove her wild. In her mind she saw him, his tongue flicking along her nipple, his hand engulfing her big breast. And he’d be watching her. She knew that. Somehow she knew that her stranger enjoyed watching her pleasure.
“Yes, Eve. See me in your mind. Imagine what I look like tonguing you.” She moaned in excitement. Her body lifted a bit off the bed, until she was arched and her breasts were jutting up high in the air. Then she felt her breast and nipple being tugged into his mouth, suckling her.
Eve allowed herself to slip into the darkness of sensuality. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on the feel of his suckling mouth, the heat caressing her body as she imagined his hands traversing her body in slow seeking sweeps as he learned her, discovered what thrilled her and made her moan for him.
Time was suspended as he loved her, and restless, unable to reach out and stroke his body, she curled her fingers around the spindles of the headboard and tilted her head back, allowing her lips to part and a breathless whimper to escape them.
“How beautiful you look in your passion,” he said as she felt his mouth descend between the valley of her breasts towards her navel. “I could look upon you forever and it would not be long enough. I will look upon you tonight as you find your release, and I will treasure it, that memory of you trembling beneath my lips.”
“What is your name?” she asked on a gasp as his mouth nuzzled the soft curls between her
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