Fortune's Deception by Karen Erickson

sensation washed over her, her body already keyed up, on edge. It wouldn’t take much to send her straight into orgasm.
    “Touch me, Charlie. Touch me all over.” Her body was eager for him, her pussy already so wet it was almost embarrassing. Though she shouldn’t be embarrassed. She loved him, her body reacted strongly to him because of it.
    He slid the dress down the rest of her body and it puddled at her feet, revealing her to him. She wore no panties, of course didn’t wear a bra, wanting to be ready for him. Give him a thrill. The look in his eyes said it all as he drank her in.
    “You’re beautiful, baby. And all mine.”
    The possessive tone of his voice, his possessive words didn’t bother her. She was all his. Mind, body and soul. She was in so deep there was no way she could get out, she didn’t want to get out. She was in love for the first time in her life and it was exhilarating.
    Her hands dropped to the waistband of his pajama bottoms and she tugged them down his naked body. He stepped out of them, his erect cock bobbing as he moved and she touched him, wrapped her fingers around his thickness. Her thumb stroked over the head, felt the sticky precome there and he groaned as she smoothed it all over him.
    “Why did I do this?”
    “Do what?” She was confused.
    “Deny us this, deny sex. It’s so good between us I must’ve been a damn fool.” His voice was strained and she kept stroking him, her hands sliding up and down, slow and easy. Her pussy wept with want and she desperately needed to guide him inside to fill her, complete her.
    “It’s going to be even better.” She released him and backed up a few steps until her calves hit the edge of the bed. She lay down, held her open arms out to him, beckoning him. “Come here.”
    He did so without hesitation, his big naked body pressing against her, sinking her deeper into the soft mattress. His cock brushed urgently against her belly and her sensitive breasts tingled when his chest hair tickled her skin. She ran her hands up and down his smooth back, fingers drifting over his firm buttocks and he clenched them beneath her touch, thrust against her slowly.
    “I want you inside me,” she whispered, desperate for it. Her climax already teetered on the edge. One thrust of his huge cock and she was probably a goner.
    “Not yet.” Charlie slithered down her body, his lips burning a trail across her skin. Gentle wet kisses along her collarbone, her chest, across her breasts. His tongue traced each nipple slowly, laving the tips, making her shift and moan beneath him as he continued to suckle her.
    Her hands sank in his thick hair and guided him farther down, his mouth so wet and hot as it drifted across her belly, his teeth gently nipping at her. Her legs spread wider and
    he settled between them, his face finally hovering above her aching center. He licked her there, his tongue tracing her slit, nudging her swollen pussy lips open to search her sensitive folds.
    “You taste so good,” he said against her hot flesh, stiffening his tongue to thrust inside of her, then teasing her entry.
    She arched against him, unable to speak. She gazed down, watched him love her with his mouth, groaning when a long thick finger entered her, then another. He seemed to purposely avoid her clit, his tongue teasing. She thrust against him, wanting him, needing him there. The tiny nub of flesh throbbed, her body tingled and when his lips finally closed over it, sucking it deep into his mouth she crashed over the edge.
    Heat filled her body and her stomach tightened, her inner walls clenching around his fingers as her orgasm hit full force. Her head thrashed about on the pillow as he continued to pump inside of her, his tongue circling around her clit. She whispered his name over and over, unable to control herself, not wanting to control herself. Desperate to show this man what he did to her, how he made her feel.
    As her tremors subsided, he moved up her body, his