pushed her knees apart. He placed his hands on her hips and yanked her forward. Moments later, his hot mouth covered her pussy, his tongue pressing deep and hard.
Her muscles contracted, and she hooked her legs over his shoulders. He worked her hard, his insistent tongue demanding a response. Seconds later, she came, throwing her head back while her breasts thrust into the air.
Relentless, Nathan pushed her further until her momentarily lax muscles began to contract again. Master of the multiple orgasm , she thought biting her bottom lip. Nathan liked to drive her hard and fast. She loved that recklessness about him. It suited her while having sex. That way, she didn’t have to think too much. Didn’t have to reason. To remember…
Damn it. She wasn’t going to let her thoughts drift down that lane. It was different now. She was different. But regardless of her determination to drive those thoughts away, an image of Tynan flashed in front of her eyes.
She squeezed them shut, as if the action could block out his face. But the image hovered there…
It took a moment to realize that Nathan was standing over her, his mouth slick with her juices, his chest heaving, cock jerking.
“Bedroom time, sugar.”
Determined to escape into mindless sex, Naomi forced the unwanted thoughts from her head. She slid off the stool, stepped aside and half turned. About to waltz past him, she wasn’t surprised when his hand came out and swatted her backside. She gave the required “ouch” and looked over her shoulder at him, eyes lowered.
While they climbed the stairs, he palmed her ass. She’d often thought Nathan was an ass man, but then he seemed to like pretty much every part of a woman’s body and knew what to do with it for maximum pleasure.
In his bedroom, she climbed onto the massive bed and lay on her back. Nathan went to the nightstand and came to the bed armed with a handful of condoms.
“Someone plans on being a busy boy,” she said, stretching her arms over her head and writhing enticingly while he watched her. “And I thought I was just here for a quickie.”
“I’m thinking I need to get you off at least three times before you even begin to relax.” He dropped the condoms onto the side table and crawled over her. “I take my duties seriously.”
“I’ll say.”
Naomi wrapped her arms around his neck, and he lowered his head to her breasts. Slowly, he began to swirl his tongue around one nipple while using his thumb and forefinger to toy with the other.
By now, Naomi was barely capable of remembering her own name, which was exactly how she wanted it. So she slid her fingers down his back, the play of muscles sensuous beneath her palms. His flesh felt hot, hard and satisfying.
He pulled away, then reached out to the side for one of the packets. Naomi didn’t even try to help. She knew Nathan never wanted her to sheath him. It was something he preferred to do for himself. She’d once wondered why, but reasoned that he, like she, pushed away from the intimacy of certain acts.
So she observed him take care of things himself, watching the rubber glide over his impressive cock while his erection jerked and pulsated in eager expectation. The walls of her vagina clenched, her pussy drenched with her own desire.
He inched down the bed, nudging his knees between her legs to spread them wide. He dropped his hands to either side of her head and lowered over her. The first nudge of his cock against her heat made her gasp. With his gaze on hers, he pushed forward and seated himself fully inside her.
It concerned her a little that she could so easily match his rhythm, but she shrugged it off. They had been screwing whenever the itch took them. Why wouldn’t they be in tune in the sack?
She thanked her lucky stars she and Nathan had hooked up. After last night’s debacle, she had to wonder if her antenna was off in that area of her life. In London, she had only chosen human males—a grand total of two, to be
Her muscles contracted, and she hooked her legs over his shoulders. He worked her hard, his insistent tongue demanding a response. Seconds later, she came, throwing her head back while her breasts thrust into the air.
Relentless, Nathan pushed her further until her momentarily lax muscles began to contract again. Master of the multiple orgasm , she thought biting her bottom lip. Nathan liked to drive her hard and fast. She loved that recklessness about him. It suited her while having sex. That way, she didn’t have to think too much. Didn’t have to reason. To remember…
Damn it. She wasn’t going to let her thoughts drift down that lane. It was different now. She was different. But regardless of her determination to drive those thoughts away, an image of Tynan flashed in front of her eyes.
She squeezed them shut, as if the action could block out his face. But the image hovered there…
It took a moment to realize that Nathan was standing over her, his mouth slick with her juices, his chest heaving, cock jerking.
“Bedroom time, sugar.”
Determined to escape into mindless sex, Naomi forced the unwanted thoughts from her head. She slid off the stool, stepped aside and half turned. About to waltz past him, she wasn’t surprised when his hand came out and swatted her backside. She gave the required “ouch” and looked over her shoulder at him, eyes lowered.
While they climbed the stairs, he palmed her ass. She’d often thought Nathan was an ass man, but then he seemed to like pretty much every part of a woman’s body and knew what to do with it for maximum pleasure.
In his bedroom, she climbed onto the massive bed and lay on her back. Nathan went to the nightstand and came to the bed armed with a handful of condoms.
“Someone plans on being a busy boy,” she said, stretching her arms over her head and writhing enticingly while he watched her. “And I thought I was just here for a quickie.”
“I’m thinking I need to get you off at least three times before you even begin to relax.” He dropped the condoms onto the side table and crawled over her. “I take my duties seriously.”
“I’ll say.”
Naomi wrapped her arms around his neck, and he lowered his head to her breasts. Slowly, he began to swirl his tongue around one nipple while using his thumb and forefinger to toy with the other.
By now, Naomi was barely capable of remembering her own name, which was exactly how she wanted it. So she slid her fingers down his back, the play of muscles sensuous beneath her palms. His flesh felt hot, hard and satisfying.
He pulled away, then reached out to the side for one of the packets. Naomi didn’t even try to help. She knew Nathan never wanted her to sheath him. It was something he preferred to do for himself. She’d once wondered why, but reasoned that he, like she, pushed away from the intimacy of certain acts.
So she observed him take care of things himself, watching the rubber glide over his impressive cock while his erection jerked and pulsated in eager expectation. The walls of her vagina clenched, her pussy drenched with her own desire.
He inched down the bed, nudging his knees between her legs to spread them wide. He dropped his hands to either side of her head and lowered over her. The first nudge of his cock against her heat made her gasp. With his gaze on hers, he pushed forward and seated himself fully inside her.
It concerned her a little that she could so easily match his rhythm, but she shrugged it off. They had been screwing whenever the itch took them. Why wouldn’t they be in tune in the sack?
She thanked her lucky stars she and Nathan had hooked up. After last night’s debacle, she had to wonder if her antenna was off in that area of her life. In London, she had only chosen human males—a grand total of two, to be
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