the false eyelashes and the crazy hair. You have a real, natural beauty. It shines out of you.”
His words were so sweet that Sherri’s eyes filled with tears. “No one has ever said that to me before,” she whispered.
“That’s because you’re mine. You were made just for me and I was made for you. No one else had the right to tell you how beautiful and how incredibly sexy you are.” She was on her back and he leaned over her, his hand moving up and down her lithe torso. “I love your body. You’re slim but strong. And I really love those long pretty legs of yours.”
Sherri smiled up at him. “My legs were so skinny and my feet were so big that people used to call me ‘the flamingo.’ But then I grew into them, I guess. I started running track and they got strong and muscular and I wasn’t the flamingo anymore. My feet are still pretty big, though.”
They both laughed but Lucas said, “Don’t you have a romantic bone in your beautiful body? I’m trying to seduce you, to tell you how much I want you,” he pointed out.
She rolled over so that she was on top of him, her legs entwined with his. “I want you just as much, Lucas. And in case you don’t know, you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever known. I didn’t know what love making was until you. I love the way you look—your height, those shoulders, your cheekbones,” she murmured, stroking and kissing him as she counted off his attributes. “I love the way your body feels against mine. The way you touch me drives me crazy.” She stopped and rubbed her face against his chest and touched his hand with her fingers.
“When we went to the farmers’ market and you helped me out of the car, your hand touched mine and it was like being struck by lightning,” she confessed. “I’d never felt anything like it before, and it scared me a little.”
“Are you still scared?” he asked.
“Not of you—never in this world.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he murmured. “Now let’s see if I can make lightning strike twice.”
Sherri raised her body so that she was straddling him and he slipped her bra straps off. She guided his hands to the front fastener and he freed her breasts. He cupped them and flexed his fingers over their soft roundness, circling her sensitive nipples with his thumbs before adjusting his position so that he could fasten his mouth over one. His tongue went over the hardened tip over and over and he sucked on it while squeezing the other one. The sensation drew a passionate response from Sherri; she slid her fingers into his thick, soft hair and held his head in place while her hips began to move against him. She gasped and moaned his name when he moved to the other side and treated her other breast to the same pleasure while his thumb continued to rub the tip.
A delicious pressure was building deep inside her. She was wet and a slow throbbing was taking over; she could feel it coming and she wanted more. Lucas continued to suck her nipples in turn but his hands moved down to her hips. He held her tight with one big warm hand and slid the other one into her, rubbing back and forth and finding her moist and hot, her clit swollen and ready for him. With one quick movement, she was on her back as he removed the tiny thong and his mouth took over. Her legs went over his shoulders and he held her butt in his palms so he could have full access to her essence. His tongue was hot and wet and he devoured her, rolling it around her jewel, stroking it over and over until he felt the throbbing deepen and the juicy flow that let him know she was having her first release.
Her hips were moving wildly, following every stroke of his tongue until the sensations came together in a shattering climax that made her scream his name. He finally let her go, burying his nose in the neatly trimmed cluster of curls at her apex. He moved so that he could join their bodies in one swift stroke, pushing into her sweetness with his name on her lips.
His words were so sweet that Sherri’s eyes filled with tears. “No one has ever said that to me before,” she whispered.
“That’s because you’re mine. You were made just for me and I was made for you. No one else had the right to tell you how beautiful and how incredibly sexy you are.” She was on her back and he leaned over her, his hand moving up and down her lithe torso. “I love your body. You’re slim but strong. And I really love those long pretty legs of yours.”
Sherri smiled up at him. “My legs were so skinny and my feet were so big that people used to call me ‘the flamingo.’ But then I grew into them, I guess. I started running track and they got strong and muscular and I wasn’t the flamingo anymore. My feet are still pretty big, though.”
They both laughed but Lucas said, “Don’t you have a romantic bone in your beautiful body? I’m trying to seduce you, to tell you how much I want you,” he pointed out.
She rolled over so that she was on top of him, her legs entwined with his. “I want you just as much, Lucas. And in case you don’t know, you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever known. I didn’t know what love making was until you. I love the way you look—your height, those shoulders, your cheekbones,” she murmured, stroking and kissing him as she counted off his attributes. “I love the way your body feels against mine. The way you touch me drives me crazy.” She stopped and rubbed her face against his chest and touched his hand with her fingers.
“When we went to the farmers’ market and you helped me out of the car, your hand touched mine and it was like being struck by lightning,” she confessed. “I’d never felt anything like it before, and it scared me a little.”
“Are you still scared?” he asked.
“Not of you—never in this world.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he murmured. “Now let’s see if I can make lightning strike twice.”
Sherri raised her body so that she was straddling him and he slipped her bra straps off. She guided his hands to the front fastener and he freed her breasts. He cupped them and flexed his fingers over their soft roundness, circling her sensitive nipples with his thumbs before adjusting his position so that he could fasten his mouth over one. His tongue went over the hardened tip over and over and he sucked on it while squeezing the other one. The sensation drew a passionate response from Sherri; she slid her fingers into his thick, soft hair and held his head in place while her hips began to move against him. She gasped and moaned his name when he moved to the other side and treated her other breast to the same pleasure while his thumb continued to rub the tip.
A delicious pressure was building deep inside her. She was wet and a slow throbbing was taking over; she could feel it coming and she wanted more. Lucas continued to suck her nipples in turn but his hands moved down to her hips. He held her tight with one big warm hand and slid the other one into her, rubbing back and forth and finding her moist and hot, her clit swollen and ready for him. With one quick movement, she was on her back as he removed the tiny thong and his mouth took over. Her legs went over his shoulders and he held her butt in his palms so he could have full access to her essence. His tongue was hot and wet and he devoured her, rolling it around her jewel, stroking it over and over until he felt the throbbing deepen and the juicy flow that let him know she was having her first release.
Her hips were moving wildly, following every stroke of his tongue until the sensations came together in a shattering climax that made her scream his name. He finally let her go, burying his nose in the neatly trimmed cluster of curls at her apex. He moved so that he could join their bodies in one swift stroke, pushing into her sweetness with his name on her lips.
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