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through clenched teeth, his eyes squeezing shut for the quickest moment before they opened again. As if it took every ounce of control within him to keep himself in check.
“I, uh…don’t have any.” Shit, shit shit . Did this mean their sexy interlude was about to come to an end? No way.
No way, no way. There were plenty of other creative ways to have fun.
“Damn.” He shook his head, his expression strained. “I usually have a condom in my wallet, but since I’ve been obviously preoccupied with…other stuff, I don’t have one.”
The disappointment on his face was clear. It radiated off the both of them in waves. He slumped in defeat by her side, his big hand resting on her stomach, fingers gently stroking. She reached for him, her fingers curling around his cock, and he gave a ragged groan.
“We can do something else.” She stroked him, her fingers gliding up and down. Hard and soft, pulsating with life, she silently marveled. Her gaze dropped, and she watched in amazement as she continued to touch him, the dribble of pre-come dripping down the head of his cock. She caught it with her thumb, smeared it all around before she released him. Brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it deep.
Another ragged groan, this one ending on a growl and his hand slid farther down to cup her pussy. His palm ground against her, and she gasped.
“What are you suggesting?” he asked though she knew he knew full well what she referred to.
“Roll over onto your back,” she commanded, sitting up on her haunches.
Jake did as she asked, lying flat on his back. His cock stood at attention, and she went to him, sliding on top of him so she straddled his hips, felt the urgent poke of his erection at her backside. Leaning in, she kissed him, their tongues dancing, stealing each other’s breath. His arms came around her like two steel bands, holding her close, one hand cupping her ass, the other tangled in her hair. It was possessive, almost brutal and it sent a thrill spiraling deep inside her.
Had she ever been kissed like that before? Touched like that before? She didn’t think so.
Tearing away from him, she slid down his body. Rained kisses along his heated flesh. His neck, his collarbone, his pecs. Across his ridged stomach, farther down, to the soft spot just above his groin. She felt him tremble beneath her lips, and it made her smile. He was looking forward to this as much as she was. Probably more so.
But she wanted to tease him first.
Adjusting herself so she lay between his legs, she feathered kisses first inside one hard thigh, then the other. He spread his legs wider, giving her better access but she knew what he really wanted. She pressed a chaste kiss to his balls, palmed them. Felt his entire body grow rigid with her touch.
Goodness, this was fun.
Finally, finally she touched him. Wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, lifted herself so she hovered over him. Her hair fell forward, creating a short veil around her and he brushed it away, tucking the wayward strands behind her ear. Eager to watch.
Mia glanced up to find him indeed watching. His gaze intense, his expression taut. Casting him a wicked smile she dabbed at the tip of him with her tongue. Tasted the salty essence of him as it melted on her tongue.
“Jesus,” he moaned, his fingers sliding into her hair and pressing downward. She took the hint and enveloped him in her mouth. Just the head of his cock though. Her tongue swirled and licked, bathing it just before she withdrew his erection from her mouth.
“More,” he gasped, not ashamed to ask for what he really wanted.
And she liked that. She liked him. Had no idea sex could be so base, so animalistic.
At least, she had no idea sex could be like that for her.
With past lovers it had always been almost…neat and tidy. She never quite understood overwhelming passion. She read about it in books, saw it on movies but thought it was exaggerated. Yes, she enjoyed sex and had been
“I, uh…don’t have any.” Shit, shit shit . Did this mean their sexy interlude was about to come to an end? No way.
No way, no way. There were plenty of other creative ways to have fun.
“Damn.” He shook his head, his expression strained. “I usually have a condom in my wallet, but since I’ve been obviously preoccupied with…other stuff, I don’t have one.”
The disappointment on his face was clear. It radiated off the both of them in waves. He slumped in defeat by her side, his big hand resting on her stomach, fingers gently stroking. She reached for him, her fingers curling around his cock, and he gave a ragged groan.
“We can do something else.” She stroked him, her fingers gliding up and down. Hard and soft, pulsating with life, she silently marveled. Her gaze dropped, and she watched in amazement as she continued to touch him, the dribble of pre-come dripping down the head of his cock. She caught it with her thumb, smeared it all around before she released him. Brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it deep.
Another ragged groan, this one ending on a growl and his hand slid farther down to cup her pussy. His palm ground against her, and she gasped.
“What are you suggesting?” he asked though she knew he knew full well what she referred to.
“Roll over onto your back,” she commanded, sitting up on her haunches.
Jake did as she asked, lying flat on his back. His cock stood at attention, and she went to him, sliding on top of him so she straddled his hips, felt the urgent poke of his erection at her backside. Leaning in, she kissed him, their tongues dancing, stealing each other’s breath. His arms came around her like two steel bands, holding her close, one hand cupping her ass, the other tangled in her hair. It was possessive, almost brutal and it sent a thrill spiraling deep inside her.
Had she ever been kissed like that before? Touched like that before? She didn’t think so.
Tearing away from him, she slid down his body. Rained kisses along his heated flesh. His neck, his collarbone, his pecs. Across his ridged stomach, farther down, to the soft spot just above his groin. She felt him tremble beneath her lips, and it made her smile. He was looking forward to this as much as she was. Probably more so.
But she wanted to tease him first.
Adjusting herself so she lay between his legs, she feathered kisses first inside one hard thigh, then the other. He spread his legs wider, giving her better access but she knew what he really wanted. She pressed a chaste kiss to his balls, palmed them. Felt his entire body grow rigid with her touch.
Goodness, this was fun.
Finally, finally she touched him. Wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, lifted herself so she hovered over him. Her hair fell forward, creating a short veil around her and he brushed it away, tucking the wayward strands behind her ear. Eager to watch.
Mia glanced up to find him indeed watching. His gaze intense, his expression taut. Casting him a wicked smile she dabbed at the tip of him with her tongue. Tasted the salty essence of him as it melted on her tongue.
“Jesus,” he moaned, his fingers sliding into her hair and pressing downward. She took the hint and enveloped him in her mouth. Just the head of his cock though. Her tongue swirled and licked, bathing it just before she withdrew his erection from her mouth.
“More,” he gasped, not ashamed to ask for what he really wanted.
And she liked that. She liked him. Had no idea sex could be so base, so animalistic.
At least, she had no idea sex could be like that for her.
With past lovers it had always been almost…neat and tidy. She never quite understood overwhelming passion. She read about it in books, saw it on movies but thought it was exaggerated. Yes, she enjoyed sex and had been
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