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between her lips, flicking the barest tip mercilessly and feeling a surge of feminine power at his uncontrolled moan. With her eyes locked to his, she brought the tips of her fingers to her mouth, wetting them with deliberate, sensual care before applying them to his other rock hard bud, giving it much the same treatment as her mouth had its twin.
Tessa was delighted to see him throw back his head with pleasure. He was in such control of the majority of their relationship – which was fine with her – that it was nice to see that she could strip a bit of that away from him when she wanted. And she had a feeling that she was going to want to do that more and more.
She would have continued, if he hadn’t moved away from that her eager mouth - not because he wanted, necessarily, but because he knew that otherwise this thing was going to have an embarrassingly early end. He was instantly excited any time she was in a room, much less touching him, but when she did so with such sensual intent, he nearly lost it completely. He wanted wait, to make sure she was right there with him when he did.
As he bent to give her own impudently proud nipples the same type of adoration in return, her soft hands found the broad expanse of his back and began to compulsively massage and clutch at him in rhythm with the tugging of his mouth at her tender buds.
Then her hands wandered down to encounter his jeans, and, between moans and cries, she whined and pulled at the waistband petulantly, “I want these offffffffff.”
Sean chuckled, abandoning her nipples in favor of those already well-kissed lips of hers. “If I take them off, I won’t be able to control myself; I’ll take you right then and there, whether you’re ready or not.”
“Yes, please!” she agreed, still picking at the offending garment.
Still laughing slightly at her eagerness to have him, he said, “No, not just yet, honey.”
With that he slid just slightly off to her right, neatly trapping her arm beneath him and letting his big palm rest on her lower belly. As he kept their eyes locked together, he slid his hand down excruciatingly slowly until he felt the first ticklings of the thatch that hid her secrets, then beyond, watching her eyes dilate as he touched her there, in the place that she was most a woman, in the place that he now claimed for his own. As if trying to encourage his hand on its journey, her hips rose, back arching, breasts swelling as if begging for his attentions too, but he couldn’t lavish his tongue and lips on them quite yet. Sean wanted to be looking in her eyes when his fingers really explored her for the first time, while she lay naked in his bed, spread out before him like a sumptuous meal.
As he touched the heat and heart of her, her legs, which had slowly drifted together a bit, fell apart easily, as if she had relaxed a bit that now that he was finally, finally cupping her essence, and he could hear her long, low sigh.
That sudden peace wasn’t with her long; his fingers were busily exploring every inch of her, parting those plump lips to find themselves immediately bathed in her juices. He issued forth a guttural moan as he dipped his head momentarily onto her breast, as if he, too, was feeling some modicum of relief in the tangible proof of her desire.
Wet fingertips were dragged slowly from that welcoming fount up just a few inches to find her clit as rigid as it had been that first time, only now he didn’t stop at one or two languorous strokes. He kept those two rough tips circling, teasing and hovering about her clit as his palm covered her tender mound. He thoroughly enjoyed the way Tessa responded uncontrollably to his touch, writhing and arching and moaning her pleasure, trying without success to encourage him to speed up his tempo just a bit. She was drenching his hand with her juices, and he knew when he slid his fingers between those slick folds
Tessa was delighted to see him throw back his head with pleasure. He was in such control of the majority of their relationship – which was fine with her – that it was nice to see that she could strip a bit of that away from him when she wanted. And she had a feeling that she was going to want to do that more and more.
She would have continued, if he hadn’t moved away from that her eager mouth - not because he wanted, necessarily, but because he knew that otherwise this thing was going to have an embarrassingly early end. He was instantly excited any time she was in a room, much less touching him, but when she did so with such sensual intent, he nearly lost it completely. He wanted wait, to make sure she was right there with him when he did.
As he bent to give her own impudently proud nipples the same type of adoration in return, her soft hands found the broad expanse of his back and began to compulsively massage and clutch at him in rhythm with the tugging of his mouth at her tender buds.
Then her hands wandered down to encounter his jeans, and, between moans and cries, she whined and pulled at the waistband petulantly, “I want these offffffffff.”
Sean chuckled, abandoning her nipples in favor of those already well-kissed lips of hers. “If I take them off, I won’t be able to control myself; I’ll take you right then and there, whether you’re ready or not.”
“Yes, please!” she agreed, still picking at the offending garment.
Still laughing slightly at her eagerness to have him, he said, “No, not just yet, honey.”
With that he slid just slightly off to her right, neatly trapping her arm beneath him and letting his big palm rest on her lower belly. As he kept their eyes locked together, he slid his hand down excruciatingly slowly until he felt the first ticklings of the thatch that hid her secrets, then beyond, watching her eyes dilate as he touched her there, in the place that she was most a woman, in the place that he now claimed for his own. As if trying to encourage his hand on its journey, her hips rose, back arching, breasts swelling as if begging for his attentions too, but he couldn’t lavish his tongue and lips on them quite yet. Sean wanted to be looking in her eyes when his fingers really explored her for the first time, while she lay naked in his bed, spread out before him like a sumptuous meal.
As he touched the heat and heart of her, her legs, which had slowly drifted together a bit, fell apart easily, as if she had relaxed a bit that now that he was finally, finally cupping her essence, and he could hear her long, low sigh.
That sudden peace wasn’t with her long; his fingers were busily exploring every inch of her, parting those plump lips to find themselves immediately bathed in her juices. He issued forth a guttural moan as he dipped his head momentarily onto her breast, as if he, too, was feeling some modicum of relief in the tangible proof of her desire.
Wet fingertips were dragged slowly from that welcoming fount up just a few inches to find her clit as rigid as it had been that first time, only now he didn’t stop at one or two languorous strokes. He kept those two rough tips circling, teasing and hovering about her clit as his palm covered her tender mound. He thoroughly enjoyed the way Tessa responded uncontrollably to his touch, writhing and arching and moaning her pleasure, trying without success to encourage him to speed up his tempo just a bit. She was drenching his hand with her juices, and he knew when he slid his fingers between those slick folds
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