The Devil's Good Intentions by Kari Miller Page A

seductive moan that he could only take as surrender. Gripping his fist into her hair, he tugged her head back, leaving her neck fully exposed to him. He nuzzled his lips into the sensitive spot on her neck and beamed as her body shivered to his touch. Pulling her even further back, he traced his tongue along the exposed cleavage that her dress allowed.
    “ Unclip your dress” he breathed out hoarsely as he licked his way back to her neck and held a firm grip in her silky hair.
    “ This isn’t proper” She gasped out as he gently nipped at her neck.
    He could only guess that she was referring to their current location. She would soon learn that desire held no such proprietary.
    “ Unclip your dress or I will rip it off of you.” He gave her a warning, fully intending to follow through.
    She moaned and lifted her chest as she reached behind her to unclip her dress. When he saw that the material held enough slack, he pulled her dress down just enough so that her bare breasts were exposed but her arms were held confined in the dress. With her arms trapped underneath her, his mouth watered at the sacrificial vision on his lap. Her breasts were thrust up into the air and her nipples were hardened into tight peaks, just beckoning for his attention. He smothered his face into their perfection and allowed her squirming that only fed into his excitement. He lifted the hem of her dress as he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He thought about forbidding her from wearing under garments, not liking the barrier it presented between his searching fingers and their goal. He gripped them tightly and yanked them down to her ankles and then found what he was so desperately in need of. Slipping two fingers inside of her, he rubbed her bud with his thumb. She moaned and squirmed beneath him, feeding his dark need as no other could.
    He drove her to the extreme, not giving her the release she needed until she was panting and frantic in her own desire. He watched her face as the orgasm took over and grinned his satisfaction. Cutting her orgasm short, knowing it would keep the flame going, he picked her up off his lap and bent her over the seat across from them. Her cheek kissed the bench and her shoulders rested on the edge. Her perfect breasts hung loose and ready for his attention. Her panties hung lose around her ankles and her arms were sufficiently trapped behind her back.
    He undid his pants and jerked them down. Flipping her skirt over her back, he groaned at the overall vision of her. Could she be any more desirable? He wrapped an arm beneath her hips and lifted her to him. Opening her legs wider with his knees, he drove into her with out any further preliminaries. She cried out with what sounded like music to his ears. The sound of himself slamming into her wet pussy over and over as she panted beneath him drove him to even wilder depths of erotic fantasies. Envisioning the many ways he intended to have her as he played out this fantasy, he quickly smacked her butt cheek when she tried to sit up. She gasped at the sting but then pushed herself further back, causing him to go deeper. With his other hand he fondled her thrashing breasts and pinched at her nipples, delighting in the sounds he was producing from her. He knew there was a mixture of pleasure and pain that drove both of their needs and he found himself drowning in it. With the exception of one woman prior, he had always had to hold back his darkest desires. Katherine not only embraced his needs but relished in them as well. She was his perfect partner.
    He slipped his hands from her breasts and reached down to strum his fingers over her bud. Her pussy clench around him and her body started to tremble as she cried out against the intense orgasm. He picked up the pace of his thrusts and reached down to grab a fistful of her hair. She cried out his name as he pulled her head back so her neck was straining. This time he wanted to see his seed christening her. He pulled out and