control. He couldn’t get enough of her—never would.
“I need you now.” Her heart beat against his chest. “Nathan, please.”
He loved it when she begged for him to take her. “How do you want me, baby?”
“In the bed, on the couch or table or floor…” she slid her silky body up and down his, sending his arousal skyrocketing, “…against the wall. I want it all.” Her hands moved restlessly across his skin, setting off white-hot sparks wherever she caressed.
A smile of male satisfaction crept across his face. They had christened every place in this small cottage that summer so many years ago. They had plenty of time to reenact the warm, lazy days and savory nights spent together, starting now.
He shuffled his feet, guiding her away from the sofa. Electricity zinged between them when he pinned her against the wall. She mewled, the soft cry so arousing that he shoved his hands beneath her knees to raise her legs. Parting her thighs, he spread her wide and moved between them. So wet. So ready. Her warm pussy pressed against his cock. With an upward tilt of his hips, he slid between her moist folds, burying himself to the hilt.
She gasped and pushed against his shoulders, her head falling back against the wall with a thud. “You feel so good.”
Her body surrounded him so tightly that blood roared to his groin. His sensitive balls drew taut. His hands moved from her legs and stroked down her back until he cupped the smooth globes of her ass. She locked her ankles around him, drawing him snug as he rocked against her sex. He squeezed her naked skin, his fingers flexing and gripping to part her rounded cheeks. The little squeal she released was so fucking hot.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Take me hard and fast.”
Hard and fast he could do, it was the slow and easy that would give him a problem tonight. Liquid fire surged throughout him with the sounds of moist, suckling flesh. The musky scent of their lovemaking filled his nostrils along with the soft feminine scent of Paige.
He loved her so much it hurt.
A hard blast of semen exploded through the small slit in his cock, ripping him asunder. He cried out as the ruthless pleasure/pain washed through him. Like a loud drum, his heartbeat filled his ears, nearly silencing her scream. Stars burst behind his eyelids. Each spasm of her precious pussy triggered another tremor, another jet of come. Her sweet muscles contracted and released, wringing every bit of energy from his now-listless body.
His head fell upon her shoulder. Breathing harsh, his body damp with perspiration, he couldn’t think straight, didn’t try as he attempted to rein in his control. Useless. Control around Paige was near to impossible. She had that much effect on him.
Her gentle hand brushed the hair from his eyes. He looked up and imagined he could see her love radiating in the darkness. He didn’t need to see her blue eyes to know emotion was there—he felt it.
How did he come to be so lucky?
She pressed her lips against his. “Should we do something about the lights?”
“Lights?”
She chuckled softly. “Do we have any candles?”
He released her ass, and her legs drifted to the floor. “They’re in the top shelf of the linen closet.” He rubbed his cheek against hers. “I’ll get them.” He strolled across the room, only bumping into a chair once before locating the closet. Blindly, he felt for the candles and found a box of them, along with two in holders. He grabbed the crystal and moved his hand over the surface to locate matches. After he found them, he made his way through the darkened room to the table.
A hiss followed the path of the matchstick as he lit it. A blue flame flickered and the stifling odor of sulfur filled the room. When he had both candles lit, he noticed the two halves of the naupaka flowers pressed together as one. “Just as they should be,” he whispered.
“What?” Paige asked, coming up behind him.
He picked up the flower and
“I need you now.” Her heart beat against his chest. “Nathan, please.”
He loved it when she begged for him to take her. “How do you want me, baby?”
“In the bed, on the couch or table or floor…” she slid her silky body up and down his, sending his arousal skyrocketing, “…against the wall. I want it all.” Her hands moved restlessly across his skin, setting off white-hot sparks wherever she caressed.
A smile of male satisfaction crept across his face. They had christened every place in this small cottage that summer so many years ago. They had plenty of time to reenact the warm, lazy days and savory nights spent together, starting now.
He shuffled his feet, guiding her away from the sofa. Electricity zinged between them when he pinned her against the wall. She mewled, the soft cry so arousing that he shoved his hands beneath her knees to raise her legs. Parting her thighs, he spread her wide and moved between them. So wet. So ready. Her warm pussy pressed against his cock. With an upward tilt of his hips, he slid between her moist folds, burying himself to the hilt.
She gasped and pushed against his shoulders, her head falling back against the wall with a thud. “You feel so good.”
Her body surrounded him so tightly that blood roared to his groin. His sensitive balls drew taut. His hands moved from her legs and stroked down her back until he cupped the smooth globes of her ass. She locked her ankles around him, drawing him snug as he rocked against her sex. He squeezed her naked skin, his fingers flexing and gripping to part her rounded cheeks. The little squeal she released was so fucking hot.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Take me hard and fast.”
Hard and fast he could do, it was the slow and easy that would give him a problem tonight. Liquid fire surged throughout him with the sounds of moist, suckling flesh. The musky scent of their lovemaking filled his nostrils along with the soft feminine scent of Paige.
He loved her so much it hurt.
A hard blast of semen exploded through the small slit in his cock, ripping him asunder. He cried out as the ruthless pleasure/pain washed through him. Like a loud drum, his heartbeat filled his ears, nearly silencing her scream. Stars burst behind his eyelids. Each spasm of her precious pussy triggered another tremor, another jet of come. Her sweet muscles contracted and released, wringing every bit of energy from his now-listless body.
His head fell upon her shoulder. Breathing harsh, his body damp with perspiration, he couldn’t think straight, didn’t try as he attempted to rein in his control. Useless. Control around Paige was near to impossible. She had that much effect on him.
Her gentle hand brushed the hair from his eyes. He looked up and imagined he could see her love radiating in the darkness. He didn’t need to see her blue eyes to know emotion was there—he felt it.
How did he come to be so lucky?
She pressed her lips against his. “Should we do something about the lights?”
“Lights?”
She chuckled softly. “Do we have any candles?”
He released her ass, and her legs drifted to the floor. “They’re in the top shelf of the linen closet.” He rubbed his cheek against hers. “I’ll get them.” He strolled across the room, only bumping into a chair once before locating the closet. Blindly, he felt for the candles and found a box of them, along with two in holders. He grabbed the crystal and moved his hand over the surface to locate matches. After he found them, he made his way through the darkened room to the table.
A hiss followed the path of the matchstick as he lit it. A blue flame flickered and the stifling odor of sulfur filled the room. When he had both candles lit, he noticed the two halves of the naupaka flowers pressed together as one. “Just as they should be,” he whispered.
“What?” Paige asked, coming up behind him.
He picked up the flower and
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