material while his finger continued playing just
inside her silken sheath, driving her mad. His other hand slipped
around the front and moved the red lace over so he could have better
access. They were beside the bed, so he lifted her leg, resting her foot
on the comforter, exposing her to him completely.
She grabbed his head, then his shoulders when his tongue danced
across her swollen, excited clit. His finger moved up inside her a little
more.
She squeezed him, rotating her hips against his finger inside, and
his tongue doing the wonderful dance between her legs. The soft
moans and sudden inhales of breaths told him he was doing it right.
When she was on the brink he pulled away and she looked at him like
he had lost his mind.
68
Casey laughed. Pushing her back on the bed, he lifted her legs.
This time he didn't bother with a condom and slid the head of his cock
into her entrance.
Paige watched his face as he slid slowly into her. His mouth
dropped open slightly, his eyes closed and his head fell back then he
stopped, his swollen head just inside of her. He pulled back out and
pushed in slowly again. He repeated the slight movements several
more times, refusing to go in deeper like she wanted him to.
She enjoyed the feel of him sliding into her, loving the looks on his
face, knowing she gave him those feelings. She smiled.
His looked at her at that moment smiled too. Then he pushed inch
by inch deeper, filling, stretching her. His hands held onto her thighs
while he slid into her. Pulling out, sliding in and out at the
agonizingly slow pace.
She wanted him to go faster.
It was almost as if he read her mind. He shook his head, his top
teeth biting his lower lip. He continued the slow pace until she
thought she was going to scream in frustration. Then, one hand came
around and his finger flicked across her clit and her muscles tightened
around him. Every time he flicked she twitched, his finger got faster
as did his thrusts, until suddenly she gasped, her eyes opened wide
and she clamped down on his cock and her juices spilled all over his
shaft. When her climax completed she felt a little out of sorts. He
had not cum yet. She wasn't used to coming so quickly, or easily.
He moved from between her legs, lifted her up and placed her in
the center of the bed. She still had her shoes, panties and bra on. She
leaned over to remove her bra. "Leave them on." He ordered. She
frowned, now suddenly self-conscious.
"You are beautiful with or without clothing. So stop worrying so
much." He stared deeply into her eyes for a moment, making sure he
got the message across, then leaned over and gave her a quick peck on
the lips. He stood and began pulling his clothes off.
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" He had been doing that
since they met.
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A smile curved his lips and the dimples she liked showed. "You
are an open book to me Paige." Then he laughed at his own play on
her name, and she couldn't help but laugh too. "I have been waiting to
use that one since I first heard your name." Jumping on the bed beside
her, his weight made her bounce.
She giggled.
Grabbing hold of her, he pulled her to him, his mouth devouring
hers aggressively. Rolling over onto his back he brought her over on
top of him. Her legs straddled his hips, his tongue dipped into her
mouth and she tasted her juices. He grabbed her butt and pulled on
her cheeks. "Bring it here." He ordered.
At first she didn't know what he meant, the she realized what he
wanted and sat up. As she crawled up his chest, he scooted down in
the bed, throwing the pillows out of the way. Grabbing her hips, he
pulled her so she straddled his face, on her knees, her calves tucked
under his biceps.
Casey brought his arms up around her hips, over the top of her
thighs and spread her lips so he could have full access to her once
more.
Paige had to grab hold of the headboard mounted on the wall to
keep from falling over.
His
inside her silken sheath, driving her mad. His other hand slipped
around the front and moved the red lace over so he could have better
access. They were beside the bed, so he lifted her leg, resting her foot
on the comforter, exposing her to him completely.
She grabbed his head, then his shoulders when his tongue danced
across her swollen, excited clit. His finger moved up inside her a little
more.
She squeezed him, rotating her hips against his finger inside, and
his tongue doing the wonderful dance between her legs. The soft
moans and sudden inhales of breaths told him he was doing it right.
When she was on the brink he pulled away and she looked at him like
he had lost his mind.
68
Casey laughed. Pushing her back on the bed, he lifted her legs.
This time he didn't bother with a condom and slid the head of his cock
into her entrance.
Paige watched his face as he slid slowly into her. His mouth
dropped open slightly, his eyes closed and his head fell back then he
stopped, his swollen head just inside of her. He pulled back out and
pushed in slowly again. He repeated the slight movements several
more times, refusing to go in deeper like she wanted him to.
She enjoyed the feel of him sliding into her, loving the looks on his
face, knowing she gave him those feelings. She smiled.
His looked at her at that moment smiled too. Then he pushed inch
by inch deeper, filling, stretching her. His hands held onto her thighs
while he slid into her. Pulling out, sliding in and out at the
agonizingly slow pace.
She wanted him to go faster.
It was almost as if he read her mind. He shook his head, his top
teeth biting his lower lip. He continued the slow pace until she
thought she was going to scream in frustration. Then, one hand came
around and his finger flicked across her clit and her muscles tightened
around him. Every time he flicked she twitched, his finger got faster
as did his thrusts, until suddenly she gasped, her eyes opened wide
and she clamped down on his cock and her juices spilled all over his
shaft. When her climax completed she felt a little out of sorts. He
had not cum yet. She wasn't used to coming so quickly, or easily.
He moved from between her legs, lifted her up and placed her in
the center of the bed. She still had her shoes, panties and bra on. She
leaned over to remove her bra. "Leave them on." He ordered. She
frowned, now suddenly self-conscious.
"You are beautiful with or without clothing. So stop worrying so
much." He stared deeply into her eyes for a moment, making sure he
got the message across, then leaned over and gave her a quick peck on
the lips. He stood and began pulling his clothes off.
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" He had been doing that
since they met.
69
A smile curved his lips and the dimples she liked showed. "You
are an open book to me Paige." Then he laughed at his own play on
her name, and she couldn't help but laugh too. "I have been waiting to
use that one since I first heard your name." Jumping on the bed beside
her, his weight made her bounce.
She giggled.
Grabbing hold of her, he pulled her to him, his mouth devouring
hers aggressively. Rolling over onto his back he brought her over on
top of him. Her legs straddled his hips, his tongue dipped into her
mouth and she tasted her juices. He grabbed her butt and pulled on
her cheeks. "Bring it here." He ordered.
At first she didn't know what he meant, the she realized what he
wanted and sat up. As she crawled up his chest, he scooted down in
the bed, throwing the pillows out of the way. Grabbing her hips, he
pulled her so she straddled his face, on her knees, her calves tucked
under his biceps.
Casey brought his arms up around her hips, over the top of her
thighs and spread her lips so he could have full access to her once
more.
Paige had to grab hold of the headboard mounted on the wall to
keep from falling over.
His
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