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“I’m just overwhelmed with some feelings I never thought I’d experience again, that’s all.
She sat up, pulling him close before cupping his face between her small hands. “I feel the same,” she promised before kissing him.
He needed this---this reassurance that they were one in the same when it came to their feelings. She knew happiness lie ahead, but also beneath the surface lurked unsavory memories from the past, threatening to tear apart any newfound happiness.
They needed one other—If nothing more than to comfort and hold in their darkest moments. She knew they were quite the match. Hell, they were two halves equaling one whole. Her heart melted when he smiled.
Not the sexy domineering smile, but a boyish—nervous, almost innocent smile. He would trust her, she knew—trust in her words, just as she would him.
“Woman, you make me—feel,” he said with a soft sigh. His eyes twinkled just before his seductive gaze returned. Squared jaw set tight, he swallowed as though consumed with hunger.
“So do you,” she replied, knowing what was coming next. She gasped when Ethan flung her legs over his broad shoulders, and slid deep inside her.
Diane reveled in the fact that he craved her. She bit her lip as the large organ pulsated inside slick pussy. Slowly he eased out of her until the head threatened to emerge from its safe, wet haven.
“ Ethan !” She called his name out as he continued, her cunt accepting every exquisite inch of him. Continuously she voiced her pleasure while arching her hips into his thrusts. He delivered unto her; hard, deep, and fast, strokes, while demonstrating his control over her body.
She loved how one moment Ethan could be rough, then the next, so gentle. A sheen of sweat had formed on their bodies, and nothing could be heard with the exception of panting and moaning and the slapping of wet flesh needing more than what they were receiving. It turned her on further as he turned to kiss and lick the insides of her knees.
She caressed her breasts, and kneaded her aching nipples. They so needed to be yanked, twisted, and pulled on. Seemingly on instinct, Ethan’s bent down, stretching her legs so her ankles were next to her ears.
“Open yourself to me,” he asked in a husky tone. You’re resisting. I should be deeper inside, but you won’t allow it.”
It was true. She could feel the tension in her legs as pelvic muscles threatened to push him out of her body. When had she tensed? Somehow she’d tightened her vaginal muscles when they assumed this position.
Ethan paused. “Am I hurting you? We can stop,” he insisted. Eyes misting over, she smiled because the concern he expressed nearly shattered her.
“No, please continue,” she choked out.
“Please don’t lie to me,” Ethan said softy, releasing her legs as though she would break. Although she tried to conceal it, sobs wracked her body when a distant memory reared its ugly head.
“You never have to lie to spare my feelings, you should know that. I think we should stop.” She grabbed him before he could pull away. “No, that’s not what I want,” she replied quickly. She wanted him in that rough manner, but at this point in time what she truly needed was the emotional part of love-making she’d never experienced any other time in her life.
Still inside her he bent down, planting soft, reassuring kisses upon her tear-streaked face. Softly, he kissed away the tears while making love to her. “I’ll stop if you want me too, promise.”
“I wish you hadn’t stopped,” she said with regret. The last thing she wanted to do was to disappoint him. Then it hit her. This man was not like selfish lovers of the past, but she still spoke what was on her mind. “We could have finished that—“
Ethan
She sat up, pulling him close before cupping his face between her small hands. “I feel the same,” she promised before kissing him.
He needed this---this reassurance that they were one in the same when it came to their feelings. She knew happiness lie ahead, but also beneath the surface lurked unsavory memories from the past, threatening to tear apart any newfound happiness.
They needed one other—If nothing more than to comfort and hold in their darkest moments. She knew they were quite the match. Hell, they were two halves equaling one whole. Her heart melted when he smiled.
Not the sexy domineering smile, but a boyish—nervous, almost innocent smile. He would trust her, she knew—trust in her words, just as she would him.
“Woman, you make me—feel,” he said with a soft sigh. His eyes twinkled just before his seductive gaze returned. Squared jaw set tight, he swallowed as though consumed with hunger.
“So do you,” she replied, knowing what was coming next. She gasped when Ethan flung her legs over his broad shoulders, and slid deep inside her.
Diane reveled in the fact that he craved her. She bit her lip as the large organ pulsated inside slick pussy. Slowly he eased out of her until the head threatened to emerge from its safe, wet haven.
“ Ethan !” She called his name out as he continued, her cunt accepting every exquisite inch of him. Continuously she voiced her pleasure while arching her hips into his thrusts. He delivered unto her; hard, deep, and fast, strokes, while demonstrating his control over her body.
She loved how one moment Ethan could be rough, then the next, so gentle. A sheen of sweat had formed on their bodies, and nothing could be heard with the exception of panting and moaning and the slapping of wet flesh needing more than what they were receiving. It turned her on further as he turned to kiss and lick the insides of her knees.
She caressed her breasts, and kneaded her aching nipples. They so needed to be yanked, twisted, and pulled on. Seemingly on instinct, Ethan’s bent down, stretching her legs so her ankles were next to her ears.
“Open yourself to me,” he asked in a husky tone. You’re resisting. I should be deeper inside, but you won’t allow it.”
It was true. She could feel the tension in her legs as pelvic muscles threatened to push him out of her body. When had she tensed? Somehow she’d tightened her vaginal muscles when they assumed this position.
Ethan paused. “Am I hurting you? We can stop,” he insisted. Eyes misting over, she smiled because the concern he expressed nearly shattered her.
“No, please continue,” she choked out.
“Please don’t lie to me,” Ethan said softy, releasing her legs as though she would break. Although she tried to conceal it, sobs wracked her body when a distant memory reared its ugly head.
“You never have to lie to spare my feelings, you should know that. I think we should stop.” She grabbed him before he could pull away. “No, that’s not what I want,” she replied quickly. She wanted him in that rough manner, but at this point in time what she truly needed was the emotional part of love-making she’d never experienced any other time in her life.
Still inside her he bent down, planting soft, reassuring kisses upon her tear-streaked face. Softly, he kissed away the tears while making love to her. “I’ll stop if you want me too, promise.”
“I wish you hadn’t stopped,” she said with regret. The last thing she wanted to do was to disappoint him. Then it hit her. This man was not like selfish lovers of the past, but she still spoke what was on her mind. “We could have finished that—“
Ethan
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