hands, I could feel her hips roll forward, her body straining for mine. I placed my mouth against the hollow of her throat, tasting her there, like she was the salt lick before a tequila shot. I couldn’t help taking a bite, a gentle nip just beneath her ear. Her hips thrust forward and I smiled.
“You like that?” I bit again, a little harder this time and she responded in kind, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I love the way you taste,” I told her, my mouth hot against her ear.
“Tell me more,” she moaned.
My grin grew. It was the accent. Ladies loved it when I talked dirty with the accent.
“You want to know what I’m going to do to you?” I asked, nibbling across her jaw. “First I’m going to take you to the bed.” My hands had pulled her shirt from her pants, and were working their way down along the soft skin of her back and lower. “Where I’m going to take off all of your clothes.” She fit perfectly in my arms, the front of her body pressed sinfully against my bared chest. “I’m going to touch every inch of you. First with my hands,” I slid my fingers downward, finding the lacy line of her thong. “And then with my tongue.” I nipped at her earlobe. “And then, I’m going to fuck you,” I swept my tongue into her mouth, kissing her until we were both breathless. “I’m going to bury my cock inside you until you scream for release. And then I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Oh James,” Nicole moaned and my name had never sounded so good. She drew back her head and her eyes were fire. “Don’t tease.”
I grinned. “But baby.” I cupped her bare ass, pulling her even harder against me, my cock pressing against her sweet spot. Her eyes fluttered closed. “You like being teased.”
Grabbing my hair, she pulled my mouth back to hers, her tongue thrusting into my mouth, her kiss frantic with need. I was starting to feel a bit frantic myself and somehow I navigated us towards the bed. I wanted her naked and spread for me. And I wanted it now.
But when I laid her out on the bed, she grabbed the collar of my torn, button-less shirt and pulled me down on top of her. I didn’t resist, savoring the way her soft, supple curves felt against me. And for a moment, I lost myself in the sensation of her hips arching up against me and the press of her perfect tits against my chest.
But it wasn’t enough. I needed those clothes of hers gone. Now.
She let out a moan of frustration as I braced my arms on either side of her body and lifted myself from her, from the bed. Somehow, she had managed to get my belt unbuckled and pants unbuttoned. I didn’t have any qualms about getting rid of both, also tossing my ruined shirt onto the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed.
My ego – and other parts of me – swelled as Nicole’s eyes widened. Her hands reached for me, but I was more interested in finishing the work I had started with the buttons on her shirt. Grabbing her wrists, I locked my fingers around them, stretching them over her head, pinning them to the mattress. Then with my other hand, I made quick work of both her vest and her shirt. When the black fabric finally fell away, revealing the gorgeous round curves of her breasts, nipples alert and straining against the red lace bra, my heart damn near stopped.
“You like?” Nicole asked throatily, arching her chest up towards me, her tits fucking perfect.
I groaned and immediately lowered my mouth to taste them. I swirled my tongue over the lace, feeling the pearled tip of her nipple grow harder against my mouth. The sensation of lace and skin against my tongue was intoxicating and from the way Nicole moaned and undulated beneath my touch, I could tell it was just as intense for her. Unable to get enough, I moved to the other nipple, my free hand lifting and cupping the abandoned breast, my thumb strumming the pearled tip, damp from my ministrations.
And still, I wanted more. Sliding my hand down her tensed stomach, I
“You like that?” I bit again, a little harder this time and she responded in kind, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I love the way you taste,” I told her, my mouth hot against her ear.
“Tell me more,” she moaned.
My grin grew. It was the accent. Ladies loved it when I talked dirty with the accent.
“You want to know what I’m going to do to you?” I asked, nibbling across her jaw. “First I’m going to take you to the bed.” My hands had pulled her shirt from her pants, and were working their way down along the soft skin of her back and lower. “Where I’m going to take off all of your clothes.” She fit perfectly in my arms, the front of her body pressed sinfully against my bared chest. “I’m going to touch every inch of you. First with my hands,” I slid my fingers downward, finding the lacy line of her thong. “And then with my tongue.” I nipped at her earlobe. “And then, I’m going to fuck you,” I swept my tongue into her mouth, kissing her until we were both breathless. “I’m going to bury my cock inside you until you scream for release. And then I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Oh James,” Nicole moaned and my name had never sounded so good. She drew back her head and her eyes were fire. “Don’t tease.”
I grinned. “But baby.” I cupped her bare ass, pulling her even harder against me, my cock pressing against her sweet spot. Her eyes fluttered closed. “You like being teased.”
Grabbing my hair, she pulled my mouth back to hers, her tongue thrusting into my mouth, her kiss frantic with need. I was starting to feel a bit frantic myself and somehow I navigated us towards the bed. I wanted her naked and spread for me. And I wanted it now.
But when I laid her out on the bed, she grabbed the collar of my torn, button-less shirt and pulled me down on top of her. I didn’t resist, savoring the way her soft, supple curves felt against me. And for a moment, I lost myself in the sensation of her hips arching up against me and the press of her perfect tits against my chest.
But it wasn’t enough. I needed those clothes of hers gone. Now.
She let out a moan of frustration as I braced my arms on either side of her body and lifted myself from her, from the bed. Somehow, she had managed to get my belt unbuckled and pants unbuttoned. I didn’t have any qualms about getting rid of both, also tossing my ruined shirt onto the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed.
My ego – and other parts of me – swelled as Nicole’s eyes widened. Her hands reached for me, but I was more interested in finishing the work I had started with the buttons on her shirt. Grabbing her wrists, I locked my fingers around them, stretching them over her head, pinning them to the mattress. Then with my other hand, I made quick work of both her vest and her shirt. When the black fabric finally fell away, revealing the gorgeous round curves of her breasts, nipples alert and straining against the red lace bra, my heart damn near stopped.
“You like?” Nicole asked throatily, arching her chest up towards me, her tits fucking perfect.
I groaned and immediately lowered my mouth to taste them. I swirled my tongue over the lace, feeling the pearled tip of her nipple grow harder against my mouth. The sensation of lace and skin against my tongue was intoxicating and from the way Nicole moaned and undulated beneath my touch, I could tell it was just as intense for her. Unable to get enough, I moved to the other nipple, my free hand lifting and cupping the abandoned breast, my thumb strumming the pearled tip, damp from my ministrations.
And still, I wanted more. Sliding my hand down her tensed stomach, I
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