effort, she lifted her eyelids a fraction, succumbing to the need to
explore his body, to feel him beneath her own palms. His skin was warm, smooth.
Her palms skated from his shoulders to the swell of his pecs. Taut muscle lay
just beneath the surface, adding yet another pleasing dimension. His nipples
grew taut beneath her palms as she rubbed her palms over them. Curling her
fingers, she flicked the tight little buds with her nails, and then lightly
raked her nails over the ridges of muscle between his pecs and his abdomen.
The spackling of hair on the curves of his pectoral muscles flowed together
above his breast bone, forming a trail that collected and formed a pool below
his navel. His cock jutted from that little tide pool of wavy, dark hair, long,
so thick that when she curled her fingers around it they failed to meet. It
bucked in her hand as she closed her fingers around it, like a wild stallion
daring her to ride it, and she smiled a pleased smile at the erotic picture that
formed in her mind’s eye. Lifting her gaze to meet his, she stroked his length,
enjoying the silkiness of the skin that sheathed the engorged flesh beneath.
His eyes were closed, his face contorted in an agony of pleasure, but as if
he sensed her gaze, he opened his eyes slowly, shifted closer, slipping his
hands around her waist, to cup a buttock in each palm, kneading them in a way
that sent shivers of delight through her.
Her fingers tightened around him, kneading his cock. She swayed slightly. The
movement brushed her distended nipples against his chest and the abrasion sent
tiny shock waves of pleasurable sensation through her breasts, making her belly
clench.
Releasing his cock, she slipped her arms around him to cup his taut, round
buttocks.
Abruptly, he caught her shoulders and gave her a shove that overbalanced her.
She fell back onto the bed with a slight bounce, looking up at him in
surprise.
Smiling faintly, he grasped her ankles and dragged her toward him until the
bottom curve of her buttocks bumped his thighs. He leaned over her then,
grasping a wrist in each hand, manacling them to the bed on either side of her
head as he leaned closer still. Nuzzling her neck, he lifted his head to nip the
tip of her nose, and then nibble her lips, sucking first the upper lip, then the
lower before he covered her mouth with his and thrust his tongue into her mouth.
The heat that had been seeping slowly, insidiously through her with his
leisurely caresses, became a conflagration the moment his tongue breached her,
washing over her in a tidal wave of sensation as his heat, taste, scent
enveloped her. Her clit and her nipples began to throb almost painfully now for
with need, sending little quakes through her. She struggled to free her wrists
and, when he released her, ran her fingers along his back, cupped his buttocks.
His cock nestled in her cleft, bumping the bud of her clitoris, slipping
away, nudging her again. She lifted her legs, hooking her heels on the foot of
the bed, lifting up to rub that aching part of herself along his hard length.
She was panting for breath when he released her lips at last.
Gasping hoarsely, he nudged her throat again, moved down, caught one nipple
in his mouth and sucked it so hard her back came off the bed. She whimpered with
need, thrust her other breast at him as he released the first. He ran his tongue
around the swollen bud teasingly and finally covered it with his mouth.
No longer satisfied with rubbing her clitoris against his shaft, she reached
for it blindly, caught hold of his cock, massaging it, guiding it. He nudged her
opening, pulled back, gliding through her cleft once more and spread her creamy
need along her cleft, coating his shaft with it before he forced the head of his
cock into her opening once more.
Groaning, she lifted up, tried to push her body downward over his cock. His
position prevented more than teasing contact, minimal
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