Daniel!”
His arms quickly snaked around her and he brought her to his lap, anchoring her down.
“Do you think I’ll be satisfied with someone else now? When I could have had you ?” He forced her over his erection, meaningfully rocking his hips so she would feel
him at the very wet and achy entry to her sex. “You’re like a drug, Monica. I can’t
stop now that I’ve tasted you.”
Her face flamed as his cock continued bumping up the cheeks of her buttocks, the unmistakable
energy of lust and need whirling around them, until it was more than a need, more
than desire, more than a fever, until his green eyes were like torches and they had
set every inch of her on fire.
The patter of raindrops continued above them, and Monica’s body was shaking, had been
shaking since he’d appeared this morning.
She closed her eyes and took in a long, calming breath, which quickly left her when
his hot hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her tighter against his hard chest.
Those hands, their scent, the uncompromising way they held her, it was like he’d summoned
out her desires that first night, like a genie from a bottle, and now he owned and
commanded her.
Her heart sped, her breath quickened, her body tensed with a rush of desire so powerful,
she was helpless to resist its magnetic pull as he tipped her head around to his.
“Take the day off with me.”
He lowered his forehead to hers, breathing intensely. Shuddering, she held her eyes
closed, not wanting to open them, a strange sound of need groaning out of her throat.
He made an answering sound, and for a moment, they breathed on each other, his hands
sliding around her, while her own hands were at his shoulders—wanting to push him
away, but not doing anything except clutching him with severely cramped fingers.
It felt like a lifetime had passed before he moved his head a fraction. She was ready.
So ready. Born ready.
His lips closed over hers, acting like an adrenaline shot straight to her heart. His
tongue flashed to hers, and she trembled with how much she wanted it.
He gathered her closer and into his arms, and she slid her hands over his wet shirt
and wrapped herself all over him, urgent for closeness, for his hands, his touch,
his voice explaining to her what she was feeling. Could he please explain to her what
she was feeling?
Sensations swam through her bloodstream as he drew her tongue into his mouth and sucked
on it with a growl of pleasure so deep, it curled her toes.
Her fingers were restless and slid into his hair, silky and thick, and his hands splayed
on her back, sliding to cup and curve around her ass.
“I know what you want, princess. What you need. We’re both too wound up, I should’ve
just stayed over last night and made love to you in the morning. We need this.”
He slid his hands up to cup her face and kissed her nose, then he brushed his lips
almost tenderly across hers. He set a kiss on each corner of her lips. “This. This.
This.”
He’d moved center on the lips again, and she opened and pushed her tongue out almost
frantically to his, with her hands grabbing the waistband of his pants and tugging
him harder, closer, as his hands clenched onto her face.
He angled his head and yanked her closer as he devoured her, then he reached to unzip
his pants. She edged sideways so he could pull himself out, and when he did, she couldn’t
breathe. Couldn’t think.
Daniel sat there, his cock thrusting outward. So huge. She licked her lips as a painful
need tore through her. She wanted him. The need was almost surreal, gnawing and destroying
her. He wasn’t gentle with her, didn’t treat her like a maiden, she was all hot woman
in his arms, and he would never let her forget it.
“Sit on it,” he said softly.
Her hands trembled as she tremulously pulled up her skirt and removed her panties,
aware that he watched her.
He cupped her breasts and grunted, an
His arms quickly snaked around her and he brought her to his lap, anchoring her down.
“Do you think I’ll be satisfied with someone else now? When I could have had you ?” He forced her over his erection, meaningfully rocking his hips so she would feel
him at the very wet and achy entry to her sex. “You’re like a drug, Monica. I can’t
stop now that I’ve tasted you.”
Her face flamed as his cock continued bumping up the cheeks of her buttocks, the unmistakable
energy of lust and need whirling around them, until it was more than a need, more
than desire, more than a fever, until his green eyes were like torches and they had
set every inch of her on fire.
The patter of raindrops continued above them, and Monica’s body was shaking, had been
shaking since he’d appeared this morning.
She closed her eyes and took in a long, calming breath, which quickly left her when
his hot hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her tighter against his hard chest.
Those hands, their scent, the uncompromising way they held her, it was like he’d summoned
out her desires that first night, like a genie from a bottle, and now he owned and
commanded her.
Her heart sped, her breath quickened, her body tensed with a rush of desire so powerful,
she was helpless to resist its magnetic pull as he tipped her head around to his.
“Take the day off with me.”
He lowered his forehead to hers, breathing intensely. Shuddering, she held her eyes
closed, not wanting to open them, a strange sound of need groaning out of her throat.
He made an answering sound, and for a moment, they breathed on each other, his hands
sliding around her, while her own hands were at his shoulders—wanting to push him
away, but not doing anything except clutching him with severely cramped fingers.
It felt like a lifetime had passed before he moved his head a fraction. She was ready.
So ready. Born ready.
His lips closed over hers, acting like an adrenaline shot straight to her heart. His
tongue flashed to hers, and she trembled with how much she wanted it.
He gathered her closer and into his arms, and she slid her hands over his wet shirt
and wrapped herself all over him, urgent for closeness, for his hands, his touch,
his voice explaining to her what she was feeling. Could he please explain to her what
she was feeling?
Sensations swam through her bloodstream as he drew her tongue into his mouth and sucked
on it with a growl of pleasure so deep, it curled her toes.
Her fingers were restless and slid into his hair, silky and thick, and his hands splayed
on her back, sliding to cup and curve around her ass.
“I know what you want, princess. What you need. We’re both too wound up, I should’ve
just stayed over last night and made love to you in the morning. We need this.”
He slid his hands up to cup her face and kissed her nose, then he brushed his lips
almost tenderly across hers. He set a kiss on each corner of her lips. “This. This.
This.”
He’d moved center on the lips again, and she opened and pushed her tongue out almost
frantically to his, with her hands grabbing the waistband of his pants and tugging
him harder, closer, as his hands clenched onto her face.
He angled his head and yanked her closer as he devoured her, then he reached to unzip
his pants. She edged sideways so he could pull himself out, and when he did, she couldn’t
breathe. Couldn’t think.
Daniel sat there, his cock thrusting outward. So huge. She licked her lips as a painful
need tore through her. She wanted him. The need was almost surreal, gnawing and destroying
her. He wasn’t gentle with her, didn’t treat her like a maiden, she was all hot woman
in his arms, and he would never let her forget it.
“Sit on it,” he said softly.
Her hands trembled as she tremulously pulled up her skirt and removed her panties,
aware that he watched her.
He cupped her breasts and grunted, an
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