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Authors: Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale
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share a bed with me,” Everett said, his pulse quickening at the thought of Sara tangled in his sheets.
It was a sight he wouldn’t have minded seeing in person as soon as possible.
“I don’t have a problem with sharing, do you?” Sara noted, shifting to face him.
“Not at all,” Everett agreed, sliding a hand under Sara’s hips and pulling her on top of him.
Sara straddled him, giving into the invitation easily and wrapping her arms around his neck. Everett reached out, running his hand through her hair and pushing it to the side. Sara leaned in to him, her body warm and soft against his. Need erupted in Everett as their lips touched.
His tongue snaked into her mouth, probing, caressing, demanding. Sara matched his fervency until they were lost in each other, a tangle of roaming hands and breathless moans.
Sara started moving her hips back and forth in his lap, sliding over Everett’s cock through his jeans. Hunger consumed Everett’s mind, pure and wild.
Finally, they were alone, nothing stopping him from exploring every inch of her.
Thirteen
Sara
S ara’s body moved as if on its own volition, grinding on the hardness she felt through Everett’s jeans, reveling in the sensations it sent through her. She put every ounce of passion and longing she had into her kiss, the taste of Everett’s mouth and the heat of his body spurring her on.
Everett’s hands slid under her tank top and up her back, unclasping her bra. Sara unwrapped her hands from around his neck and raised them, allowing Everett to slide the bra and top over her head and off her body.
The way his eyes roamed across her exposed chest made Sara feel like the sexiest woman alive.
“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, making her smile.
Got to love a man who will back up his lust with just the right kind of words.
Hunger burned in Everett’s eyes as he placed his mouth on her breast, kissing around the nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
Sara’s head fell back as pleasure ripped through her. Everett’s rough, large hands roamed across her bare flesh, leaving waves of heat in their wake. No sane thought was left in her mind, as Sara’s hands found their way to Everett’s shirt, ripping at the fabric that concealed his flesh from her.
Buttons went flying and she could finally feel his smooth, chiseled chest underneath her fingertips. Her hands slid to Everett’s wide shoulders, rippling as he shrugged off what was left of his shirt.
Sara inched even closer, her hips touching Everett’s, a blind need to have her skin against his taking over. A familiar charge traveled through her, making her tingle and hum. Everett moaned in her mouth, his hands moving to her bottom, grabbing and squeezing along with the rhythm Sara’s hips set.
The way the outline of his hard cock rubbed against her clit almost sent Sara over the edge. She needed to feel him inside her.
“Want… more…” Sara got out between panting breaths.
Everett’s mouth abandoned the trail his lips had been making on her collarbone. In one swift move, he lifted Sara off of him, laying her on her back on the sofa. He loomed on top of her, devouring her with his gaze. His hands moved to her pajama bottoms, his fingers hooking under the elastic band.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, slowly yanking her pants down.
“Yes,” Sara moaned, barely recognizing her own voice.
Everett’s hands caressed her thighs as he stripped her, first of the pants and then her panties. There she was, laid bare, both her body and, inexplicably enough, soul. Everett’s eyes moved across her, as if he were trying to memorize every inch, every curve of her body.
Sara had never felt so desired, so needed, so beautiful.
Everett tossed her clothes to the side before parting her legs. Starting at her knees, he began kissing upwards, moving along the curve of her inner thighs. Sara’s insides quivered in anticipation. Everett buried his face in her wetness, sucking and licking
It was a sight he wouldn’t have minded seeing in person as soon as possible.
“I don’t have a problem with sharing, do you?” Sara noted, shifting to face him.
“Not at all,” Everett agreed, sliding a hand under Sara’s hips and pulling her on top of him.
Sara straddled him, giving into the invitation easily and wrapping her arms around his neck. Everett reached out, running his hand through her hair and pushing it to the side. Sara leaned in to him, her body warm and soft against his. Need erupted in Everett as their lips touched.
His tongue snaked into her mouth, probing, caressing, demanding. Sara matched his fervency until they were lost in each other, a tangle of roaming hands and breathless moans.
Sara started moving her hips back and forth in his lap, sliding over Everett’s cock through his jeans. Hunger consumed Everett’s mind, pure and wild.
Finally, they were alone, nothing stopping him from exploring every inch of her.
Thirteen
Sara
S ara’s body moved as if on its own volition, grinding on the hardness she felt through Everett’s jeans, reveling in the sensations it sent through her. She put every ounce of passion and longing she had into her kiss, the taste of Everett’s mouth and the heat of his body spurring her on.
Everett’s hands slid under her tank top and up her back, unclasping her bra. Sara unwrapped her hands from around his neck and raised them, allowing Everett to slide the bra and top over her head and off her body.
The way his eyes roamed across her exposed chest made Sara feel like the sexiest woman alive.
“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, making her smile.
Got to love a man who will back up his lust with just the right kind of words.
Hunger burned in Everett’s eyes as he placed his mouth on her breast, kissing around the nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
Sara’s head fell back as pleasure ripped through her. Everett’s rough, large hands roamed across her bare flesh, leaving waves of heat in their wake. No sane thought was left in her mind, as Sara’s hands found their way to Everett’s shirt, ripping at the fabric that concealed his flesh from her.
Buttons went flying and she could finally feel his smooth, chiseled chest underneath her fingertips. Her hands slid to Everett’s wide shoulders, rippling as he shrugged off what was left of his shirt.
Sara inched even closer, her hips touching Everett’s, a blind need to have her skin against his taking over. A familiar charge traveled through her, making her tingle and hum. Everett moaned in her mouth, his hands moving to her bottom, grabbing and squeezing along with the rhythm Sara’s hips set.
The way the outline of his hard cock rubbed against her clit almost sent Sara over the edge. She needed to feel him inside her.
“Want… more…” Sara got out between panting breaths.
Everett’s mouth abandoned the trail his lips had been making on her collarbone. In one swift move, he lifted Sara off of him, laying her on her back on the sofa. He loomed on top of her, devouring her with his gaze. His hands moved to her pajama bottoms, his fingers hooking under the elastic band.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, slowly yanking her pants down.
“Yes,” Sara moaned, barely recognizing her own voice.
Everett’s hands caressed her thighs as he stripped her, first of the pants and then her panties. There she was, laid bare, both her body and, inexplicably enough, soul. Everett’s eyes moved across her, as if he were trying to memorize every inch, every curve of her body.
Sara had never felt so desired, so needed, so beautiful.
Everett tossed her clothes to the side before parting her legs. Starting at her knees, he began kissing upwards, moving along the curve of her inner thighs. Sara’s insides quivered in anticipation. Everett buried his face in her wetness, sucking and licking
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