the first night in his new home with his fiancée. He hadn’t taken much convincing.
He stretched and looked at the clock. It was only ten thirty, but he was keen to get to bed. He yawned dramatically and slipped his arm around Eve’s shoulders, leaned in, and whispered into her ear, “I think I’m going to turn in. Can I tempt you?”
She visibly shivered, turned to him, and breathed, “I don’t think I’ll take much tempting.”
Leaning forward he covered her mouth with his own and slipped a hand through her hair. “I want to take you upstairs, undress you, slide inside you, and stay there all night.” His voice was a low growl.
She gasped as she ran her hands up his chest. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
He scooped her up in his arms and made his way to the hall. Careful not to drop his precious cargo, he climbed the stairs and pushed open the bedroom door with his foot. Placing her on the floor he gazed down, deep into her vivid blue eyes, which had darkened slightly now that lust had taken over. Her hands slipped around his waist and tugged at the old T-shirt he wore. She pulled it upward and he stooped to help her remove it.
He inhaled deeply as she smoothed her hands over his bare chest and around his neck. She laced her fingers, tugged at the dark strands of his hair, and pulled him down so that his mouth was over hers again. He went willingly, darting his tongue into her mouth, desperate to taste her. Everywhere. Slowly he pulled her tank top over her head until her lace-covered breasts were revealed to him. He dragged his fingertips down from her collarbone to the rise of her soft curved mounds. “You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen, Evie,” he said as his thumbs circled her hardening nipples through the lace. She moaned. He hardened.
Slipping the straps of her bra down, he freed each breast, caressing each nipple in turn with his tongue. Her head rolled back and she sighed her pleasure. Sliding down her sides and enjoying the curve of her hips, his hands dipped into the waistband of her yoga pants and down to her perfectly rounded bottom. He squeezed and slowly descended to a kneeling position in front of her. “I want to taste you.” He gazed up at her through hooded eyes. She leaned on his shoulders whilst she stepped from her pants. The lace panties followed very soon after. Adam kissed her smooth skin just below her naval making her groan again.
She grasped his hair as he peppered kisses across her lower abdomen until he slid his tongue into her sensitive flesh. She gasped and he felt her legs almost buckle. Lightly he pushed her back so that she tumbled onto the bed directly behind her. He moved forward to blow through the soft curls at the apex of her thighs and she grasped at the soft, silky comforter.
“Adam…please…I need you…now.” Her breathing was ragged and her voice huskily caressed his senses. Kissing all the way around the tops of her thighs and prolonging his own delicious agony, he eventually slipped his tongue into her heat again and groaned as he took his prize. He could stay there all night, just tasting, kissing, and caressing her with his tongue, but he had promised her other gifts. Once she had cried out his name, he stood and removed his jeans and fitted boxers. Never taking his eyes from hers, he climbed onto the bed between her thighs and lay on top of her. He rolled onto his back taking her with him until she straddled his waist. And then he guided her down onto his arousal, gripping her hips so that he could move her. Her head rolled back, and it was evident she was beginning to climb once again. He could feel her tightening around him and it pushed him over the edge. His hands reached for her and pulled her into his chest as he thrust into her one last time, calling her name and then kissing her deeply.
He stroked her back as they both fought to calm their breathing. “Evie.” She pulled herself back to look into his eyes.
He stretched and looked at the clock. It was only ten thirty, but he was keen to get to bed. He yawned dramatically and slipped his arm around Eve’s shoulders, leaned in, and whispered into her ear, “I think I’m going to turn in. Can I tempt you?”
She visibly shivered, turned to him, and breathed, “I don’t think I’ll take much tempting.”
Leaning forward he covered her mouth with his own and slipped a hand through her hair. “I want to take you upstairs, undress you, slide inside you, and stay there all night.” His voice was a low growl.
She gasped as she ran her hands up his chest. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
He scooped her up in his arms and made his way to the hall. Careful not to drop his precious cargo, he climbed the stairs and pushed open the bedroom door with his foot. Placing her on the floor he gazed down, deep into her vivid blue eyes, which had darkened slightly now that lust had taken over. Her hands slipped around his waist and tugged at the old T-shirt he wore. She pulled it upward and he stooped to help her remove it.
He inhaled deeply as she smoothed her hands over his bare chest and around his neck. She laced her fingers, tugged at the dark strands of his hair, and pulled him down so that his mouth was over hers again. He went willingly, darting his tongue into her mouth, desperate to taste her. Everywhere. Slowly he pulled her tank top over her head until her lace-covered breasts were revealed to him. He dragged his fingertips down from her collarbone to the rise of her soft curved mounds. “You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen, Evie,” he said as his thumbs circled her hardening nipples through the lace. She moaned. He hardened.
Slipping the straps of her bra down, he freed each breast, caressing each nipple in turn with his tongue. Her head rolled back and she sighed her pleasure. Sliding down her sides and enjoying the curve of her hips, his hands dipped into the waistband of her yoga pants and down to her perfectly rounded bottom. He squeezed and slowly descended to a kneeling position in front of her. “I want to taste you.” He gazed up at her through hooded eyes. She leaned on his shoulders whilst she stepped from her pants. The lace panties followed very soon after. Adam kissed her smooth skin just below her naval making her groan again.
She grasped his hair as he peppered kisses across her lower abdomen until he slid his tongue into her sensitive flesh. She gasped and he felt her legs almost buckle. Lightly he pushed her back so that she tumbled onto the bed directly behind her. He moved forward to blow through the soft curls at the apex of her thighs and she grasped at the soft, silky comforter.
“Adam…please…I need you…now.” Her breathing was ragged and her voice huskily caressed his senses. Kissing all the way around the tops of her thighs and prolonging his own delicious agony, he eventually slipped his tongue into her heat again and groaned as he took his prize. He could stay there all night, just tasting, kissing, and caressing her with his tongue, but he had promised her other gifts. Once she had cried out his name, he stood and removed his jeans and fitted boxers. Never taking his eyes from hers, he climbed onto the bed between her thighs and lay on top of her. He rolled onto his back taking her with him until she straddled his waist. And then he guided her down onto his arousal, gripping her hips so that he could move her. Her head rolled back, and it was evident she was beginning to climb once again. He could feel her tightening around him and it pushed him over the edge. His hands reached for her and pulled her into his chest as he thrust into her one last time, calling her name and then kissing her deeply.
He stroked her back as they both fought to calm their breathing. “Evie.” She pulled herself back to look into his eyes.
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