again.
He suddenly pulled her head away from his stiff cock. It was
swollen and red, jutting out from his belly like a spear. The walls of her
passage ached for it to stretch her open once again.
“I can’t wait to spread you out in my bed.”
He lifted her from the floor and moved her to his bed.
Granger lowered her onto his bed.
“The scent of your pussy is driving me insane.”
He gently squeezed her breasts before he pressed the nipples
between thumb and forefinger. Pleasure shot down her spine as the bed dipped
under his weight. He lowered his head until he captured one nipple between his
lips. It was almost too hot, but the pleasure spiked with the heat as she
arched her back to offer herself to his mouth. The tip of his tongue flickered
over the nub as she twisted and offered her hips towards him.
“I need you.”
His head lifted as he fingered the edge of her panties. His
eyebrow lifted as one finger scraped under the satin.
“You wax?” Her mons was smooth. Not a single hint of
stubble. It was soft and delicate, his finger easily slipped into the slit that
hid her clit.
“Well, my hair is naturally curly and it gets hard to deal
with.”
He fingered her little nub, making her groan. He rubbed it
and set off a frantic twitching of her hips.
“I’m going spend hours just eating you out.” Her eyes flew
open. Need blazed from them as she pressed her hips towards his hand yet again.
Her breath came in tiny pants as desire gripped her hard.
“Please, I can’t wait, I need you again!”
“I don’t want to rush into fucking you again.” His voice was
strained.
“At least we’re naked this time,” she teased him in a sultry
voice. “And in a bed.”
“Temptress,” he accused. “I haven’t repaid the favor you did
me yet.” He stroked up the inside of her thigh, pushing it away from her pussy.
“And I have every intention of discovering what you taste like.”
The folds of her sex were opening as he spread her wide. He
moved down her body, hovering for a moment over her center.
“No one has…um…ever…”
He looked up her body. “Lucky me.”
“You can’t mean that.”
He pressed his thumb into the opening of her pussy, sending
a jolt of sensation through her. “I swear I do.”
He didn’t give her a chance to question him further. He
lowered her attention to her spread slit, the flames from the fireplace bathing
his back in crimson. She felt the touch of his warm breath against her wet clit
and it sent a crazy twist of excitement through her. But he didn’t taste her
just yet. He drew his thumb out of her and stroked up the center of her sex. It
was a long, slow torment that delighted as much as it fed the anticipation
drawing her insides tight. Her clit throbbed, feeling more sensitive with every
millimeter he came closer to touching it.
“Granger…I don’t think I can handle this. I need—”
“To let me show you what a good lover does when you’re both
naked on Valentine’s Day.”
Oh God, he was her lover…
And a moment later, he licked her clit.
The first touch of tongue on her tender parts was
shattering. She twisted, unable to stay still. He pressed her back onto the
bed, holding her flat with one large hand spread out on her belly.
He teased her clit again, using just the tip of his tongue.
The need to climax tormented her, but there wasn’t enough friction to send her
over the edge into mindless pleasure.
“So smooth and soft.” He stroked one side of her slit and
then the other before circling the opening of her pussy. “I’m going to enjoy
dining on this.”
He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking it gently. She
clawed at the bedding, arching up to gain the pressure she craved. Time stopped
moving. She lost complete track of everything except the milking of her clit.
Every muscles she had drew tight and then taut, until she felt as if she might
snap like a brittle twig. In that last moment, he increased the pressure and
thrust two
He suddenly pulled her head away from his stiff cock. It was
swollen and red, jutting out from his belly like a spear. The walls of her
passage ached for it to stretch her open once again.
“I can’t wait to spread you out in my bed.”
He lifted her from the floor and moved her to his bed.
Granger lowered her onto his bed.
“The scent of your pussy is driving me insane.”
He gently squeezed her breasts before he pressed the nipples
between thumb and forefinger. Pleasure shot down her spine as the bed dipped
under his weight. He lowered his head until he captured one nipple between his
lips. It was almost too hot, but the pleasure spiked with the heat as she
arched her back to offer herself to his mouth. The tip of his tongue flickered
over the nub as she twisted and offered her hips towards him.
“I need you.”
His head lifted as he fingered the edge of her panties. His
eyebrow lifted as one finger scraped under the satin.
“You wax?” Her mons was smooth. Not a single hint of
stubble. It was soft and delicate, his finger easily slipped into the slit that
hid her clit.
“Well, my hair is naturally curly and it gets hard to deal
with.”
He fingered her little nub, making her groan. He rubbed it
and set off a frantic twitching of her hips.
“I’m going spend hours just eating you out.” Her eyes flew
open. Need blazed from them as she pressed her hips towards his hand yet again.
Her breath came in tiny pants as desire gripped her hard.
“Please, I can’t wait, I need you again!”
“I don’t want to rush into fucking you again.” His voice was
strained.
“At least we’re naked this time,” she teased him in a sultry
voice. “And in a bed.”
“Temptress,” he accused. “I haven’t repaid the favor you did
me yet.” He stroked up the inside of her thigh, pushing it away from her pussy.
“And I have every intention of discovering what you taste like.”
The folds of her sex were opening as he spread her wide. He
moved down her body, hovering for a moment over her center.
“No one has…um…ever…”
He looked up her body. “Lucky me.”
“You can’t mean that.”
He pressed his thumb into the opening of her pussy, sending
a jolt of sensation through her. “I swear I do.”
He didn’t give her a chance to question him further. He
lowered her attention to her spread slit, the flames from the fireplace bathing
his back in crimson. She felt the touch of his warm breath against her wet clit
and it sent a crazy twist of excitement through her. But he didn’t taste her
just yet. He drew his thumb out of her and stroked up the center of her sex. It
was a long, slow torment that delighted as much as it fed the anticipation
drawing her insides tight. Her clit throbbed, feeling more sensitive with every
millimeter he came closer to touching it.
“Granger…I don’t think I can handle this. I need—”
“To let me show you what a good lover does when you’re both
naked on Valentine’s Day.”
Oh God, he was her lover…
And a moment later, he licked her clit.
The first touch of tongue on her tender parts was
shattering. She twisted, unable to stay still. He pressed her back onto the
bed, holding her flat with one large hand spread out on her belly.
He teased her clit again, using just the tip of his tongue.
The need to climax tormented her, but there wasn’t enough friction to send her
over the edge into mindless pleasure.
“So smooth and soft.” He stroked one side of her slit and
then the other before circling the opening of her pussy. “I’m going to enjoy
dining on this.”
He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking it gently. She
clawed at the bedding, arching up to gain the pressure she craved. Time stopped
moving. She lost complete track of everything except the milking of her clit.
Every muscles she had drew tight and then taut, until she felt as if she might
snap like a brittle twig. In that last moment, he increased the pressure and
thrust two
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