undulating beneath him.
The sound of her pleasure, the tantalizing smell of her arousal, the feel of her fingers clutching him all pushed him to the edge. She was close now. He could tell by the franticness of her movements and the volume of her moans.
He moved, lifting her off the bed so he could lie down with her over him. Once again, he cursed her tiny bed and dreamed of a day they could try out his king-sized one. He settled her on his upper thighs and steadied her. This had to be her decision. “Take me,” he told her. Claim me , his heart cried.
If she didn’t, he knew he’d have to set her free, no matter that it would break his heart and shred his soul. He only prayed he would be strong enough to do what was right, to give Tilly what she needed.
Tilly knew she’d never been this aroused before. It went beyond the physical. It felt spiritual, emotional. What she needed wasn’t just Phoenix’s body, but all parts of the man himself—mind, body and soul. A light sheen of sweat covered her skin and her pussy ached for him to fill her. She was so close to coming.
Why had he stopped?
Even though she knew he could move incredibly fast for a big man, it always surprised her. He was lying under her but he wasn’t the least bit relaxed. Every muscle in his large body was delineated. She could sense the tension rising from him in waves and knew not all of it was because he was sexually aroused.
He’d told her he loved her and she hadn’t said a word in response. Tilly was totally conflicted about her feelings for Phoenix. He meant more to her than any other man ever had or would. He’d saved her life and given her immortality. But did that mean she loved him?
She wasn’t sure she understood what romantic love really was. She hadn’t had a good example growing up, and books and movies didn’t exactly always provide a realistic view.
What she did know for certain was she wanted him. She flattened her palms on his massive chest and traced the hard bands of his muscles. A thin mat of reddish-gold hair tickled her fingers. His chest hair thinned as it moved lower.
She followed the line of hair downward until it hit his groin. His cock was hard and throbbing. The veins pulsed with each heartbeat. The bulbous head was thick and deep red in color. She knew he’d fit inside her, had done so before, but Tilly also knew he’d fill her pussy to the max, stretching her in the most delicious way.
“Tilly.” He said her name with such emotion it made her shiver. “Take me,” he told her again.
Her pussy was throbbing with need. She’d figure everything else out later. Right now, she wanted to feel Phoenix inside her.
She took his cock in her hand and shifted until she was able to notch the head against her opening. He arched upward and he slid in several inches before he stopped. His gaze was blazing with sexual passion, but he waited for her to complete their joining.
Tilly sat down hard, driving his shaft deep. She gasped and bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out as his broad shaft filled her, hitting all the sweet spots as he tunneled deep. Her pussy throbbed around his pulsing cock. He cupped her breasts and teased her tender nipples.
“Fuck me. Take me.” His raw words pushed something deep within her. She’d take him all right. She’d take both of them over the edge into oblivion.
She began to move, rising up until only the crown of his cock was still inside. Then she sat back down, driving him deep. She did this over and over, needing him harder and deeper with each thrust.
Phoenix lightly pinched her nipples until she was gasping and moving faster over him. She threw back her head, closed her eyes and rode him like her life depended on it. And maybe it did.
Heat surrounded them, playing over her skin like a gentle caress.
“Tilly.” There was such wonder in his voice that she opened her eyes and stared at him. “Look.”
She followed his gaze to her arms and gasped. Red flames danced
The sound of her pleasure, the tantalizing smell of her arousal, the feel of her fingers clutching him all pushed him to the edge. She was close now. He could tell by the franticness of her movements and the volume of her moans.
He moved, lifting her off the bed so he could lie down with her over him. Once again, he cursed her tiny bed and dreamed of a day they could try out his king-sized one. He settled her on his upper thighs and steadied her. This had to be her decision. “Take me,” he told her. Claim me , his heart cried.
If she didn’t, he knew he’d have to set her free, no matter that it would break his heart and shred his soul. He only prayed he would be strong enough to do what was right, to give Tilly what she needed.
Tilly knew she’d never been this aroused before. It went beyond the physical. It felt spiritual, emotional. What she needed wasn’t just Phoenix’s body, but all parts of the man himself—mind, body and soul. A light sheen of sweat covered her skin and her pussy ached for him to fill her. She was so close to coming.
Why had he stopped?
Even though she knew he could move incredibly fast for a big man, it always surprised her. He was lying under her but he wasn’t the least bit relaxed. Every muscle in his large body was delineated. She could sense the tension rising from him in waves and knew not all of it was because he was sexually aroused.
He’d told her he loved her and she hadn’t said a word in response. Tilly was totally conflicted about her feelings for Phoenix. He meant more to her than any other man ever had or would. He’d saved her life and given her immortality. But did that mean she loved him?
She wasn’t sure she understood what romantic love really was. She hadn’t had a good example growing up, and books and movies didn’t exactly always provide a realistic view.
What she did know for certain was she wanted him. She flattened her palms on his massive chest and traced the hard bands of his muscles. A thin mat of reddish-gold hair tickled her fingers. His chest hair thinned as it moved lower.
She followed the line of hair downward until it hit his groin. His cock was hard and throbbing. The veins pulsed with each heartbeat. The bulbous head was thick and deep red in color. She knew he’d fit inside her, had done so before, but Tilly also knew he’d fill her pussy to the max, stretching her in the most delicious way.
“Tilly.” He said her name with such emotion it made her shiver. “Take me,” he told her again.
Her pussy was throbbing with need. She’d figure everything else out later. Right now, she wanted to feel Phoenix inside her.
She took his cock in her hand and shifted until she was able to notch the head against her opening. He arched upward and he slid in several inches before he stopped. His gaze was blazing with sexual passion, but he waited for her to complete their joining.
Tilly sat down hard, driving his shaft deep. She gasped and bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out as his broad shaft filled her, hitting all the sweet spots as he tunneled deep. Her pussy throbbed around his pulsing cock. He cupped her breasts and teased her tender nipples.
“Fuck me. Take me.” His raw words pushed something deep within her. She’d take him all right. She’d take both of them over the edge into oblivion.
She began to move, rising up until only the crown of his cock was still inside. Then she sat back down, driving him deep. She did this over and over, needing him harder and deeper with each thrust.
Phoenix lightly pinched her nipples until she was gasping and moving faster over him. She threw back her head, closed her eyes and rode him like her life depended on it. And maybe it did.
Heat surrounded them, playing over her skin like a gentle caress.
“Tilly.” There was such wonder in his voice that she opened her eyes and stared at him. “Look.”
She followed his gaze to her arms and gasped. Red flames danced
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