actually boxer briefs. But, I didn't need to know it, just so I got the ones I liked."
I snickered against his che st at his sincere tone.
" I know," he said, like I was laughing at him. "And I thought briefs were those underwear that…briefly covered your parts."
I bu rst out laughing in his chest and he pushed me onto my back, kissing me with a smile on his lips. "You lie," I said between kisses.
He only barely nodded, while getting all perfect with his skills, his hands coming alive with a purpose that spoke to my pulse.
" Can we do it again?"
" What?" I asked, rather gasped, into his mouth as his fingers became more purposeful.
" Play that game."
I moaned a little. "Come on command?" Anticipation ratcheted up my pulse.
He answered with a growl and nod.
"If I can be the master," I whispered.
He paused as though considering the possibility for the first time, then hissed out his answer, "Fuuuck, yes."
I whimpered with the iron stab of his cock into my upper thigh and excitement ran through me.
Lucian 's strong fingers sank into my ultra-sensitive breast, reminding me that not having great sex on regular basis served to make me sore. Mmmm. But how quickly it blossomed into pleasure.
That magical mouth left mine and nuzzled along the curve of my jaw and worked down my neck, every point of contact trailing fire. His grunt of satisfaction came as his tongue flicked over my nipple with insane precision. "So fucking perfect."
The heat of his cock increased with little thrust against my thigh , reminding me of my intention to make him come at my command. Not about to be distracted from the mission, I took hold of him and raked the nails of my opposite hand down his back.
He gave me a rough groan, telling exactly how much I affected him. He was already close. Eagerness turned me to my back, drawing him along to cradle him between my thighs. He slid against my entrance and muscles suddenly bunched under his skin as he fought for restraint. My legs wrapped around his waist to draw him into me even as he tried to hold back. All that self-defense training came in handy, in the most unexpected ways.
I lifted my body against him, taking him in all the way. "No fair," he hissed, as he drew back a little and returned. Urgency drove us both as we worked together toward the goal.
I waited for the right second, when his muscle s quivered with the need for release, and sank my nails into his ass. "Come for me, Lucian."
The tent reverberated with his growl as he drove hard one last time before his body bowed for his orgasm, and my own followed, refusing to wait.
****
We rode in silence with Steve on my left , scratching various parts of his body like a dog with the mange, and Tara on my right, biting her thumb nail, her right leg hopping up and down a hundred miles an hour. I placed a hand on her leg and squeezed a little.
" Let's go over the products again." Tara yanked the box toward her and pulled out the first item. "This would help a woman…" Tara looked at Becca who got on her knees and gently took the item from Tara.
" Why are you so nervous, momma?"
Ugh, shit.
"Nah, not nervous. Well, I am in a way, want…" she scratched the bridge of her nose, "want to make those points. Need to, actually."
Becca 's chocolate gaze roamed over Tara, in a keen search for answers. It appeared she found them and thought Tara was in need of gentle handling. The elegant African woman proceeded to go through each toy and read their functions and in turn, their benefit, her tone soothing and even.
I decided at that moment the woman was my favorite person in the world for caring about Tara that way.
Steve's upper body slowly leaned toward me. "What am I supposed to do, again?" he whispered.
I thought about it a second then leaned to whisper back, "Might be a good idea if you just hold the product bag."
Steve 's immensely troubled gaze turned forward as he nodded slowly. His expression said he was about to surrender to the
I snickered against his che st at his sincere tone.
" I know," he said, like I was laughing at him. "And I thought briefs were those underwear that…briefly covered your parts."
I bu rst out laughing in his chest and he pushed me onto my back, kissing me with a smile on his lips. "You lie," I said between kisses.
He only barely nodded, while getting all perfect with his skills, his hands coming alive with a purpose that spoke to my pulse.
" Can we do it again?"
" What?" I asked, rather gasped, into his mouth as his fingers became more purposeful.
" Play that game."
I moaned a little. "Come on command?" Anticipation ratcheted up my pulse.
He answered with a growl and nod.
"If I can be the master," I whispered.
He paused as though considering the possibility for the first time, then hissed out his answer, "Fuuuck, yes."
I whimpered with the iron stab of his cock into my upper thigh and excitement ran through me.
Lucian 's strong fingers sank into my ultra-sensitive breast, reminding me that not having great sex on regular basis served to make me sore. Mmmm. But how quickly it blossomed into pleasure.
That magical mouth left mine and nuzzled along the curve of my jaw and worked down my neck, every point of contact trailing fire. His grunt of satisfaction came as his tongue flicked over my nipple with insane precision. "So fucking perfect."
The heat of his cock increased with little thrust against my thigh , reminding me of my intention to make him come at my command. Not about to be distracted from the mission, I took hold of him and raked the nails of my opposite hand down his back.
He gave me a rough groan, telling exactly how much I affected him. He was already close. Eagerness turned me to my back, drawing him along to cradle him between my thighs. He slid against my entrance and muscles suddenly bunched under his skin as he fought for restraint. My legs wrapped around his waist to draw him into me even as he tried to hold back. All that self-defense training came in handy, in the most unexpected ways.
I lifted my body against him, taking him in all the way. "No fair," he hissed, as he drew back a little and returned. Urgency drove us both as we worked together toward the goal.
I waited for the right second, when his muscle s quivered with the need for release, and sank my nails into his ass. "Come for me, Lucian."
The tent reverberated with his growl as he drove hard one last time before his body bowed for his orgasm, and my own followed, refusing to wait.
****
We rode in silence with Steve on my left , scratching various parts of his body like a dog with the mange, and Tara on my right, biting her thumb nail, her right leg hopping up and down a hundred miles an hour. I placed a hand on her leg and squeezed a little.
" Let's go over the products again." Tara yanked the box toward her and pulled out the first item. "This would help a woman…" Tara looked at Becca who got on her knees and gently took the item from Tara.
" Why are you so nervous, momma?"
Ugh, shit.
"Nah, not nervous. Well, I am in a way, want…" she scratched the bridge of her nose, "want to make those points. Need to, actually."
Becca 's chocolate gaze roamed over Tara, in a keen search for answers. It appeared she found them and thought Tara was in need of gentle handling. The elegant African woman proceeded to go through each toy and read their functions and in turn, their benefit, her tone soothing and even.
I decided at that moment the woman was my favorite person in the world for caring about Tara that way.
Steve's upper body slowly leaned toward me. "What am I supposed to do, again?" he whispered.
I thought about it a second then leaned to whisper back, "Might be a good idea if you just hold the product bag."
Steve 's immensely troubled gaze turned forward as he nodded slowly. His expression said he was about to surrender to the
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