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time with any other lover that she’d been or felt so exposed. Sure, she’d been naked many times, and her favorite position was doggie-style, but this was different, new. With her ass in the air, with the inability to move her hands and cover herself if and when she wanted, the feeling of exposure was
A slap landed right between her cheeks, up against her asshole, and before she could react to that one, another landed a little farther down, and still another even farther, this time against her clit. She uttered a grunt and pushed herself backward.
“More?”
“Yes.”
Three more strikes were gifted to each of her cheeks in rapid succession, hard and unforgiving, driving her to the brink of tears. His hands were there, gentle now, rubbing the burning tingles away. Her mouth was dry, her eyes were stinging, and her body was hungry and heavy with lust. Then his tongue was on her clit.
Oh, God…
Holli curved inward enough that she could look down to see the top of his dark head between her legs. His tongue attacked her clit, licking, stabbing, prodding the little bundle of out-of-control nerves.
She tightened her hands on the headboard and tried to hold off the orgasm but failed miserably. She tried to lift off his tongue, to ease the rush taking over her body, but he wouldn’t let her. His fingers squeezed her smarting ass and held her against his mouth, giving her no way out. She had no choice but to give in, to give him what they both wanted from her.
She felt it in her toes when it broke. The pressure escaped her in a gush of warmth from inside her pussy, in another unladylike grunt that turned into a whimpering shudder of breath.
Lost in her release, it took her a moment to realize he was sliding up, lifting her until his face was directly beneath hers, his chest hairs teasing her already sensitive nipples. “Please, Michael. Please…”
“I know, baby.”
His fingers brushed against her sex, and she heard paper tearing, then his cock was pushing into her again, stretching her, filling her still-pulsing core.
His hands returned to her ass, tightening, digging into her skin, forcing her body to accept him, to ride him. She had no objections and soon took over the job, raising herself up, then lowering back down. The pace wasn’t slow once she adjusted her legs alongside him. His smile was pained and gorgeous as he lost himself in the fuck.
He gave her more power than she’d anticipated having, drove her to want more than she’d had before. It hit her that she wasn’t the only one bound and unable to get away. She held him just as enthralled as he held her. Feminine power at its best.
And she loved it, reveled in it.
She lowered her mouth and dipped her tongue between his lips. She found his taste, the one she was coming to crave, and she found her own. The taste of her pleasure on his tongue was a heady mix, one she could get quite used to.
They moaned together, and his hands shifted to her hips. “How can I help you, Officer Hunky?” she whispered.
“You’re doing just fine, Ms…James. Goddamn. You’re so tight like this, hot. I want you bare though, no condom. Just once, sometime, somewhere, somehow, no condom. Promise me, someday, I’ll feel nothing but your wet pussy surrounding me?”
She wanted the very same thing. “Promise.”
“Sweet Jesus, I need to…”
He strained under her, and she watched the play of emotion on his face. His eyes were closed this time. It was a different kind of sexy than before. Darker.
He moved her forward off his cock, then backward hard to penetrate her again. She followed his rhythm and was soon using the headboard as a brace to pull and push against.
“Yes, Holli . God fucking yes…”
The last was a hiss between his teeth. He pressed his head into the bed beneath him, the pressure causing the tendons and muscles in his neck and shoulders to stand out. She wanted to lick him, taste his salty skin with her tongue, but she couldn’t stop
A slap landed right between her cheeks, up against her asshole, and before she could react to that one, another landed a little farther down, and still another even farther, this time against her clit. She uttered a grunt and pushed herself backward.
“More?”
“Yes.”
Three more strikes were gifted to each of her cheeks in rapid succession, hard and unforgiving, driving her to the brink of tears. His hands were there, gentle now, rubbing the burning tingles away. Her mouth was dry, her eyes were stinging, and her body was hungry and heavy with lust. Then his tongue was on her clit.
Oh, God…
Holli curved inward enough that she could look down to see the top of his dark head between her legs. His tongue attacked her clit, licking, stabbing, prodding the little bundle of out-of-control nerves.
She tightened her hands on the headboard and tried to hold off the orgasm but failed miserably. She tried to lift off his tongue, to ease the rush taking over her body, but he wouldn’t let her. His fingers squeezed her smarting ass and held her against his mouth, giving her no way out. She had no choice but to give in, to give him what they both wanted from her.
She felt it in her toes when it broke. The pressure escaped her in a gush of warmth from inside her pussy, in another unladylike grunt that turned into a whimpering shudder of breath.
Lost in her release, it took her a moment to realize he was sliding up, lifting her until his face was directly beneath hers, his chest hairs teasing her already sensitive nipples. “Please, Michael. Please…”
“I know, baby.”
His fingers brushed against her sex, and she heard paper tearing, then his cock was pushing into her again, stretching her, filling her still-pulsing core.
His hands returned to her ass, tightening, digging into her skin, forcing her body to accept him, to ride him. She had no objections and soon took over the job, raising herself up, then lowering back down. The pace wasn’t slow once she adjusted her legs alongside him. His smile was pained and gorgeous as he lost himself in the fuck.
He gave her more power than she’d anticipated having, drove her to want more than she’d had before. It hit her that she wasn’t the only one bound and unable to get away. She held him just as enthralled as he held her. Feminine power at its best.
And she loved it, reveled in it.
She lowered her mouth and dipped her tongue between his lips. She found his taste, the one she was coming to crave, and she found her own. The taste of her pleasure on his tongue was a heady mix, one she could get quite used to.
They moaned together, and his hands shifted to her hips. “How can I help you, Officer Hunky?” she whispered.
“You’re doing just fine, Ms…James. Goddamn. You’re so tight like this, hot. I want you bare though, no condom. Just once, sometime, somewhere, somehow, no condom. Promise me, someday, I’ll feel nothing but your wet pussy surrounding me?”
She wanted the very same thing. “Promise.”
“Sweet Jesus, I need to…”
He strained under her, and she watched the play of emotion on his face. His eyes were closed this time. It was a different kind of sexy than before. Darker.
He moved her forward off his cock, then backward hard to penetrate her again. She followed his rhythm and was soon using the headboard as a brace to pull and push against.
“Yes, Holli . God fucking yes…”
The last was a hiss between his teeth. He pressed his head into the bed beneath him, the pressure causing the tendons and muscles in his neck and shoulders to stand out. She wanted to lick him, taste his salty skin with her tongue, but she couldn’t stop
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