made tingles slither down her spine, embracing her firmly,
admiring her body. Her nipples tightened when he unhooked her lace bra and
exposed her voluptuous breasts. A smile of approval crept on his face as his
eyes passionately drank in her beauty.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Venus,” he
groaned, his voice sounding more hoarse and heavy. He lowered his hands to her
rear and gave her a good squeeze and sweet electricity jolted through her. Her
arms wrapped around his smooth, defined muscles on his arms as he lowered her
again to the bed. She ran her hands up his smooth hard biceps.
Carl leaned down and kissed the top of her
breast, rubbing his nose gently over her cleavage before going further around
her breasts, pressing his lips over her mound of flesh while her nipples
continued to tighten and ache for his touch.
“Oh,” she moaned in ecstasy while his hand
moved around her other breast, massaging and caressing her taut nipple, enjoying
the feel of her naked flesh, sending prickles all over her body.
“I want you,” he said, intermittently caressing
her with his kisses. “I want you so badly, Venus,” he groaned, sucking on the
sensitive area around her nipple.
Take
me! Take me now , she pleaded in her mind. Her
nipples strained. Tingling for his touch. Oh, why was he torturing her? Why was
he teasing her? She couldn’t wait for him to take her into his mouth.
As if he could read her mind, he brushed
his soft lips over the tip of her nipple and she tightened her grip on the
smooth skin of his muscular back, her inner thighs throbbed with need. She
groaned uncontrollably. Carl teased and played with her nipple with his hot,
wet tongue, sucking hard then licking the tip softly and then taking her fully
into the moist of his mouth. He tantalized, nibbled and stroked her nipple with
his tongue as she grabbed the sheets, writhing on the bed, breathing hard.
He seemed to be more turned on by her moans
of pleasure. She moved her hands over his smooth biceps and held firmly as he
aroused her with his expert kisses. She moved her hand to the back of his head
as he continued to tantalize her breasts.
Carl continued to kiss, nip , suck her passionately, hungrily . She was panting
harder and wanted him fully. She managed to grab his shirt and ease him out of
it. He carried on pleasuring her while together they skilfully undressed. Soon,
he was topless and she enjoyed the feel of his smooth, muscular skin as he
moved his lips down her body.
“Oh. Oh, no.”
“What is it?”
Carl breathed hard, intermittently pressing kisses to the top of her pubic area just over the
softness of her hairs.
Oh, God! Was he going to…go down there on
her?
Breathing hard, she told him, “Oh, I’m a
little nervous.”
“I’ll stop,” he told her.
“No! No, please don’t. I…I want to do this,
please,” she begged him, breathless.
He looked at her lovingly. “You sure?”
“Yes. Oh, yes!”
Carl was going crazy out of his loving
mind. He’d never wanted someone so badly as he did Venus. He fiercely wanted to
take the time to explore her beautiful body, appreciating her fully then taste
the sweetness of her feminine elixir. But it just dawned on him that not all
women have had the pleasure of having their sex titillated the right way. Maybe
her ex didn’t please her there, or maybe he wasn’t the orally manipulating type,
but Carl sure as hell knew how to bring her carnal pleasure. Heck, some men
didn’t care enough to study their woman, take their time with her and please
her the way she desired to be pleased. It was all about the woman. His lover
was his goddess. And she deserved to call the shots.
A grin curled his lips as he watched her
before lowering his head to the beautiful mound between her legs. He spread her
legs apart and positioned her on the edge of the bed on top of the satin
fabric.
He then got up and finished undressing.
She had a sedating, pleasurable expression
on her face that
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