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Authors: Seraphina Donavan, Wicked Muse
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without any panties under this skirt and it’s damn near driven me insane.”
Evie kissed his jaw, enjoying the soft groan that escaped him as she scraped her teeth over the corder muscles of his neck. She loved the feel of his whiskers against her skin. “I haven’t worn panties since I let you talk me out of them the first time. It feels so decadent. I think I’m getting the hang of this bad girl thing.”
He chuckled, “God, help me.” As he watched Evie unbutton her blouse, revealing the white lace of her bra and the lush fullness of her breasts, he silently repeated that statement. Through the thin lace, he could see the darker tips of her breasts and her swollen nipples that begged for his touch. Tugging the lace down had the beautiful side effect of pushing her breasts up higher. Leaning forward, he took one turgid peak into his mouth, drawing it sweetly between his lips. He swirled his tongue gently around the hardened bud and was rewarded with a soft moan. Reaching up, he pulled the band from her hair and loosened the braid until her hair fell freely over her shoulders. His normally tidy and put together Evangeline looked wild and wanton.
“You are so beautiful and you don’t even know it,” he said, his breath whispering across her skin. She shivered in response as she slid her hands beneath the T-shirt he wore. Eager for the feel of her hands on his skin, he tugged the shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Her soft palms skated over his chest, her nails scraping lightly over his nipples. Her breath hissed out as he kissed his way up the slender column of her throat. His teeth grazed against that tender flesh and she clutched at him as she tipped her head back, giving him greater access. With his teeth and tongue he played over her sensitive skin until she was writhing atop him, her hips undulating against him, hot and seeking. He claimed her mouth, thrusting his tongue between her parted lips, tangling his tongue with hers.
Evie kissed him back hungrily, and he had to bite back a groan as her hands stroked down his chest until she reached his belt. She fumbled a bit unfastening it but with that task done, she continued on her quest. She freed the button and the zipper rasped loudly as she tugged it down. When her cool, soft hand closed around his cock it was all he could do not to come immediately. “Fuck, Evie! You’re killing me!”
She smiled down at him, “You look pretty healthy to me.”
Jackson narrowed his eyes, “You want to play dirty, huh?” Before she could even ask what he meant, he tugged her closer and slid his cock along the wet slit of her cunt, the ridged head stroking over her clit. She pushed up onto her knees, placed one hand on his shoulder and with other hand she reached down and grasped his cock, guiding it into her. Jackson groaned as she sank down onto him, his cock easing into the welcoming heat of her body.
“Jackson!” she cried out, as he surged into her.
“Ride me,” he said.
Evie flexed her hips, setting an easy pace. Each thrust of her hips was slow and measured, grinding against him, ratcheting the pleasure to new heights. He dug his fingers into her hips, guiding her as she moved on him, over him. He couldn’t resist the lush bounty of her breasts and buried his face between them. Turning his head, he captured her nipple between his lips, suckling the taut bud as he thrust inside her.
The feel of his hot mouth at her breast and his cock filling her was too much. The now familiar tension stole through her body and Evie knew she was on the brink. He thrust again and his teeth scraped the pebbled bud of her nipple and she was lost. Her body shattered, her climax rippling through her, wave after wave. She was dimly aware of his hands tightening on her hips, his body grinding against hers, and then she felt him shudder beneath her. The rush of hot liquid inside her triggered another wave of pleasure for her.
Gasping for breath, Evie collapsed against
Evie kissed his jaw, enjoying the soft groan that escaped him as she scraped her teeth over the corder muscles of his neck. She loved the feel of his whiskers against her skin. “I haven’t worn panties since I let you talk me out of them the first time. It feels so decadent. I think I’m getting the hang of this bad girl thing.”
He chuckled, “God, help me.” As he watched Evie unbutton her blouse, revealing the white lace of her bra and the lush fullness of her breasts, he silently repeated that statement. Through the thin lace, he could see the darker tips of her breasts and her swollen nipples that begged for his touch. Tugging the lace down had the beautiful side effect of pushing her breasts up higher. Leaning forward, he took one turgid peak into his mouth, drawing it sweetly between his lips. He swirled his tongue gently around the hardened bud and was rewarded with a soft moan. Reaching up, he pulled the band from her hair and loosened the braid until her hair fell freely over her shoulders. His normally tidy and put together Evangeline looked wild and wanton.
“You are so beautiful and you don’t even know it,” he said, his breath whispering across her skin. She shivered in response as she slid her hands beneath the T-shirt he wore. Eager for the feel of her hands on his skin, he tugged the shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Her soft palms skated over his chest, her nails scraping lightly over his nipples. Her breath hissed out as he kissed his way up the slender column of her throat. His teeth grazed against that tender flesh and she clutched at him as she tipped her head back, giving him greater access. With his teeth and tongue he played over her sensitive skin until she was writhing atop him, her hips undulating against him, hot and seeking. He claimed her mouth, thrusting his tongue between her parted lips, tangling his tongue with hers.
Evie kissed him back hungrily, and he had to bite back a groan as her hands stroked down his chest until she reached his belt. She fumbled a bit unfastening it but with that task done, she continued on her quest. She freed the button and the zipper rasped loudly as she tugged it down. When her cool, soft hand closed around his cock it was all he could do not to come immediately. “Fuck, Evie! You’re killing me!”
She smiled down at him, “You look pretty healthy to me.”
Jackson narrowed his eyes, “You want to play dirty, huh?” Before she could even ask what he meant, he tugged her closer and slid his cock along the wet slit of her cunt, the ridged head stroking over her clit. She pushed up onto her knees, placed one hand on his shoulder and with other hand she reached down and grasped his cock, guiding it into her. Jackson groaned as she sank down onto him, his cock easing into the welcoming heat of her body.
“Jackson!” she cried out, as he surged into her.
“Ride me,” he said.
Evie flexed her hips, setting an easy pace. Each thrust of her hips was slow and measured, grinding against him, ratcheting the pleasure to new heights. He dug his fingers into her hips, guiding her as she moved on him, over him. He couldn’t resist the lush bounty of her breasts and buried his face between them. Turning his head, he captured her nipple between his lips, suckling the taut bud as he thrust inside her.
The feel of his hot mouth at her breast and his cock filling her was too much. The now familiar tension stole through her body and Evie knew she was on the brink. He thrust again and his teeth scraped the pebbled bud of her nipple and she was lost. Her body shattered, her climax rippling through her, wave after wave. She was dimly aware of his hands tightening on her hips, his body grinding against hers, and then she felt him shudder beneath her. The rush of hot liquid inside her triggered another wave of pleasure for her.
Gasping for breath, Evie collapsed against
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