tongue over the nub. Mandy’s hand traveled up James’ muscular back, finally resting in his soft, brown hair.
After a few minutes, he moved over to the other nipple and laved it with the same attention, finally letting his hands move down to the thong. It was the only thing separating him from nirvana right now.
Mandy’s face was flushed with desire as she lifted her hips again, letting James pull her underwear from her body. Once she was completely naked, she couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious as his eyes washed over her.
James sucked in a breath when he saw what he’d been waiting for. The blonde hair, shaved into a small landing strip, was almost too much for him to take. He slipped a finger into her cleft, spreading the moisture that had been pooling there around as he rubbed her.
Mandy moaned as his finger dipped inside of her. She couldn’t take much more. Her whole body was practically shaking, her loins on fire, and he wasn’t even inside of her yet.
James continued to move his finger, enjoying every gasp and the slight shaking he was starting to detect in her thighs. He wanted to make her come. That’s all he cared about right now. He added another finger and started pumping her, rubbing her with his thumb as he did. It was enough to send her over the edge. Mandy’s body tightened as an orgasm coursed through her, and she couldn’t stop the ecstatic cry that tore from her throat.
Once the shaking subsided, James was on the move. He climbed on top of her, using his knee to move her thighs to the side. He rubbed his hard length against her moist slit and lowered his body so he could feel her nakedness beneath him. They were skin-to-skin. Finally. Nothing had ever felt so right – for either of them. His mouth found hers in the waning light and he was just about to slide home when realization hit him. He pulled back slightly, meeting her feverish stare with a longing one of his own. “Please tell me you have condoms.”
Mandy pointed to the nightstand. “There.”
Relief washed over James as he reached over. It took him longer than he would’ve liked to get the package open, but once he did, and the condom was tightly in place, he slammed his mouth back over Mandy’s and positioned his head at her opening. He slid in a few inches, fighting the urge to spill his seed right there. He wasn’t even completely inside of her yet and he could barely contain himself.
James pulled out slightly and then pummeled into her, her warmth slipping over him like a glove. “Oh, God.”
Mandy clutched James’ back, her fingernails digging into his bronzed skin. She spread her thighs, moving her legs over his calves as she relished the warmth of his body.
James moved his arms underneath her, cupping her rear as he pistoned in and out of her. She matched him moan for moan as he increased his pace, grinding down to make sure he was stimulating her as he moved. As much as he wanted his own orgasm, he wanted her to have another even more.
Their bodies were now moving as one, Mandy lifting her hips up to meet James with each thrust. Another orgasm was rushing over her before she even realized what was happening, and she was crying out his name as it did. James followed her over the abyss, gasping her name in turn when he finally exploded with the release he’d been seeking for days.
He collapsed on top of her when he was done, pulling her into his arms as he caught his breath. He could feel her heart hammering – matching his beat for beat. Neither one of them said a word for a long time. And then, at some point, they found each other in the descending darkness and did it all over again.
JAMES woke with a start. It took him a second to get his bearings, but the feeling of Mandy’s warm body next to him was a stark reminder of what he’d just done. Twice.
James ran a hand through his messy hair, glancing over at the clock next to the bed. It was only a little after 11 p.m., and yet it felt
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