Deadly Vision by Kris Norris Page B

liquid that seeped around his hand and slipped down her thighs. She felt something soft around her fingers and slowly realised her hands were still speared through his hair. It took several tries before the message got through and she released her hands, letting them fall boneless by her sides. It’d been so long since she’d come that hard, and her body needed a chance to regroup.
    Gil moved, a soft whimper accompanying her breath as he eased free of her body and moved over top of her. She was still panting, her eyes squeezed shut.
    “Can your toys make you scream like that?”
    She forced her eyes open. He looked roguish and sexy, and she couldn’t help but smile. “Not even close.”
    Gil seemed surprised by her honesty, but only paused for a moment before widening his smile. “Good answer, sweetheart.” He leant down and licked her lips. “Ready for the main course?”
    Fallon answered by arching her hips up, and slipping the first few inches of his hard, hot shaft inside her.
    Gil’s head snapped down and he gazed at the vee of her mound, where their bodies were now joined. He pulled back and she knew he was watching his cock slide back out, part of the length now covered in her thick cream.
    “Like what you see?” she taunted, grinding him inside again.
    Gil moaned and looked back down at her. “Do I like seeing my cock covered in your juice as it slides in and out of your hot little pussy? Oh yeah, baby. I like it a lot. But I like the idea of fucking you until you can’t stand up even more.”
    Fallon closed her eyes as he punched his hips forward, driving his cock deep inside her weeping channel. She wanted to scream, but the air hissed from her lungs as the pleasure tore through her body. He was hard and thick, and the sharp entrance he’d made had been a fine line between pleasure and pain.
    Gil stilled, his sac lodged against her flesh, his cock brushed up against her womb. His mouth was pulled tight, his eyes heavy with lust. “You okay?”
    She nodded, not able to speak the words aloud. She was stretched tight, but after months of emptiness, she wasn’t about to complain.
    Gil lowered down over her, rubbing his chest against hers. “You’re tighter than ever. I’m sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have entered you so quickly.”
    Tears stung her eyes, but she blinked them back. He sounded so sincere, so damn loving it was almost as if the months of separation had been some kind of bad dream. She reached up and nibbled at his ear, whispering his name in the low, sultry tone she knew he loved.
    “Nice try, darling. But I know you’re feeling it. We’ll take it slow for a while. Let you adjust to me again.”
    Gil moved slowly, dragging the heavy length of his cock through her sensitive tissues, making her back arch and her legs tighten around his hips. God, he was so thick, so filling, she swore she felt every inch of his shaft as it left her body, leaving only the bulbous head still clenched inside her. She tightened on him, feminine power surging through her at the husky groan that tore from his chest.
    “Tease,” he breathed, pushing back in, forcing his cock through the tight walls of her pussy. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze me. Tighten on me real good.”
    He locked against her flesh, giving her a few moments to adjust to his width before pulling out again and slowly thrusting back in. He didn’t pause this time, but his pace stayed easy, his hips pumping gently against hers.
    Fallon traced the muscles in his back, not quite sure when he’d lost his pants. She remembered tearing his shirt, but then he’d attacked her clit and everything had blurred into his tongue, his hands, and how they touched her body. She could feel his skin against hers, his muscles bunching beneath her fingers. She traced his back, dipping into the hollows as he flexed his muscles, following the sleek lines up to his shoulders and along his arms. She could see the scars on his left side and avoided them, not wanting