eyes even as she felt herself
blush with embarrassment. This close with the sunlight shining down on them,
there was no hiding her arousal. She was drenching him with her desire. Watching
her face, Rome slid a finger deep inside her. She shuddered at the hardness that
highlighted the strong lines of his face when her sheath clasped the single digit.
It was then that Sela realized Rome wanted to show her just how much she
affected him. Because there was nothing like seeing a man in the grip of his
pleasure.
And she brought him that kind of pleasure.
“You"re so wet. So creamy…and hot.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Her pussy was crying out.
“Please,” she groaned before widening her thighs and lifting her pelvis and
pressing herself into his palm, moving his finger deeper into her sex.
Still, it wasn"t enough. For either of them.
He withdrew his finger and spread the puffy lips of her sheath. She watched
him look over her for several heart-pounding moments. He lifted his gaze, and his
hot, glittering eyes stared into hers.
“I could spend hours eating this pussy,” he growled against the flesh of her
inner thigh before Sela felt the touch of his fingers against the mound of her sex.
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55
She was suddenly breathless as his fingertips waited on her skin. Then the
wet, hot velvet texture of his tongue was on her as he licked his way back to the
strawberry that sat on her belly button.
He groaned as he nibbled on her scorched skin. “So good.” The sound of his
thick words aroused Sela almost as much as the feel of his mouth against her
sensitive flesh. By the time he consumed the fruit, she was a writhing mess of need.
“Please God,” she gasped, needing him to give her the release her body ached
for. Instead he lapped at her belly button until he had cleaned it of all evidence of
the berry. “I think I got it all,” he declared triumphantly.
Sela lifted her hips and prayed he would finally put out the fire that burned
between her thighs.
“Do you need to come, Sela?” he whispered wickedly. She jerked her head up
and down, unconcerned about how her reply might appear. She was too far gone to
be modest.
She needed him.
He lowered his hand and pressed his fingers against her pussy. Sela struggled
to maintain some semblance of control, to keep the scream of pleasure she could feel
at the back of her throat inside, but he moved his hand slightly, touching her
clitoris at a new angle. All her control flew out the door.
“Oh my goodness,” she screamed.
The callused fingers of his other hand caressed her naked skin, moving down
her inner thighs, teasing the folds of her cunt before rubbing her pussy lips. All the
while one digit from the other hand tortured her clitoris.
“Rome…”
“You"re so beautiful,” he whispered against her thigh. His voice was as thick as
molasses and just as enticing to her senses.
She shivered at his statement. He had said the words with so much emotion,
so much conviction, she couldn"t help thinking he meant them.
“Rome?” she called softly, suddenly nervous about what was going on between
them, because no matter how many times they told each other it was just sex, it was
already becoming clear that something deeper and more intimate pulsed between
them.
“You"re the most beautiful woman I"ve ever known, Cupcake,” he said ardently
before lowering his head and pressing his tongue to her clitoris.
That was all it took.
Sela called out Rome"s name as her pussy tightened and her muscles milked
his fingers with the power of her release. She felt hot, wild, and beautiful as her
body bowed under the pressure of her pleasure.
The slick velvet heat of Rome"s wet tongue was there when she came down
from her high as he ran his tongue from her clitoris to her slit and then back north.
“I need more.”
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She opened her eyes to half-mast at the rough sound of Rome demanding
another orgasm
blush with embarrassment. This close with the sunlight shining down on them,
there was no hiding her arousal. She was drenching him with her desire. Watching
her face, Rome slid a finger deep inside her. She shuddered at the hardness that
highlighted the strong lines of his face when her sheath clasped the single digit.
It was then that Sela realized Rome wanted to show her just how much she
affected him. Because there was nothing like seeing a man in the grip of his
pleasure.
And she brought him that kind of pleasure.
“You"re so wet. So creamy…and hot.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Her pussy was crying out.
“Please,” she groaned before widening her thighs and lifting her pelvis and
pressing herself into his palm, moving his finger deeper into her sex.
Still, it wasn"t enough. For either of them.
He withdrew his finger and spread the puffy lips of her sheath. She watched
him look over her for several heart-pounding moments. He lifted his gaze, and his
hot, glittering eyes stared into hers.
“I could spend hours eating this pussy,” he growled against the flesh of her
inner thigh before Sela felt the touch of his fingers against the mound of her sex.
Satisfaction Guaranteed
55
She was suddenly breathless as his fingertips waited on her skin. Then the
wet, hot velvet texture of his tongue was on her as he licked his way back to the
strawberry that sat on her belly button.
He groaned as he nibbled on her scorched skin. “So good.” The sound of his
thick words aroused Sela almost as much as the feel of his mouth against her
sensitive flesh. By the time he consumed the fruit, she was a writhing mess of need.
“Please God,” she gasped, needing him to give her the release her body ached
for. Instead he lapped at her belly button until he had cleaned it of all evidence of
the berry. “I think I got it all,” he declared triumphantly.
Sela lifted her hips and prayed he would finally put out the fire that burned
between her thighs.
“Do you need to come, Sela?” he whispered wickedly. She jerked her head up
and down, unconcerned about how her reply might appear. She was too far gone to
be modest.
She needed him.
He lowered his hand and pressed his fingers against her pussy. Sela struggled
to maintain some semblance of control, to keep the scream of pleasure she could feel
at the back of her throat inside, but he moved his hand slightly, touching her
clitoris at a new angle. All her control flew out the door.
“Oh my goodness,” she screamed.
The callused fingers of his other hand caressed her naked skin, moving down
her inner thighs, teasing the folds of her cunt before rubbing her pussy lips. All the
while one digit from the other hand tortured her clitoris.
“Rome…”
“You"re so beautiful,” he whispered against her thigh. His voice was as thick as
molasses and just as enticing to her senses.
She shivered at his statement. He had said the words with so much emotion,
so much conviction, she couldn"t help thinking he meant them.
“Rome?” she called softly, suddenly nervous about what was going on between
them, because no matter how many times they told each other it was just sex, it was
already becoming clear that something deeper and more intimate pulsed between
them.
“You"re the most beautiful woman I"ve ever known, Cupcake,” he said ardently
before lowering his head and pressing his tongue to her clitoris.
That was all it took.
Sela called out Rome"s name as her pussy tightened and her muscles milked
his fingers with the power of her release. She felt hot, wild, and beautiful as her
body bowed under the pressure of her pleasure.
The slick velvet heat of Rome"s wet tongue was there when she came down
from her high as he ran his tongue from her clitoris to her slit and then back north.
“I need more.”
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Tuesday Morrigan
She opened her eyes to half-mast at the rough sound of Rome demanding
another orgasm
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