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taking you with me and go to sleep.”
Chapter 10
She gasped as the cool air rippled over her exposed body. There was a storm coming. She could hear the thunder rolling against the flashes of lightning that rippled behind the curtain in his room, illuminating the room for brief seconds. Not only was there a storm outside, but there was a storm inside. The electricity was rolling off of both of their bodies; she moaned at the kisses Thomas was placing on her body. She needed him. Although she’d had one-night stands before, this desire, this need, clawed at her with Thomas. She knew that this would not be a one-nighter because of the desire in his eyes, the desire Thomas allowed her to see. This could be ‘ever after’ if they both allowed it.
It was not often that you could find ‘ever after’ just by one single touch, but that was what she’d found. For six months, she had been denying herself this. Denying him the feel of their bodies. Enough was enough.
“Yes,” she moaned as she felt his fingers seep into her wet folds. It was heaven; it was hot chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream on the top. It was bliss.
She could feel him working his one finger in and out, as she placed her head against his shoulder.
“Please,” escaped her mouth.
“I am keeping you, Wen, my little lotus flower.” She heard the growl that held a promise, as her cami was yanked up over her head. She should be scared, but she wasn’t. All men weren’t Greg and she knew this. Still, the love and the betrayal she felt with Greg, hit her to the core. She looked up at this handsome man and the promise of everything and more. She could let it go, would let it go, because she knew, deep down to the soul of her body, that if he meant forever, then forever is what she would get. This promise would not be broken.
“I think I just might get lucky tonight,” he murmured as he bent and kissed her stomach, darting his tongue out and circling her bellybutton.
“Ummm…you might, if you just shut up and get busy, buddy. I’m dying here…”
She could see his eyes roll.
“Are you in desperate need, baby?” He went back to kissing her stomach, slowly making a trail to the hem of her shorts. She held her breath to see what he would do next. Seeing his eyes on her face, she nodded slowly.
The feel of his large hands skimming her hips ever so softly in the attempt to pull her shorts down her body created rapid tingles of fire coursing throughout her body. Her body bucked as she felt him blow on her now exposed flesh. The need was overwhelming. Nothing had ever felt like this. It was almost too much. Wen closed her eyes, avoiding his intense gaze. She could hear his chuckle as she felt the bed dip low and there it was.
He gripped her hips, opening her thighs, kissing the soft flesh, slipping his tongue between her tender folds, tasting her. This was the bliss she was crying for. She threw her head back letting, “Oh god, yes!” escape her mouth.
She wanted to put her legs back together, pull him up to her body. She wanted to feel his smooth chest against hers.
“You’re perfect, Wen. So absolutely, fucking perfect.” The voice that reached her was deep, and hungry.
She shivered. There were no words to express what that meant to her. All she could give him now was her moans, letting him know just how much she wanted this, wanted him.
When he abruptly sat up, she opened her eyes in shock. She saw it then. His perfectly sculpted body, a clean shaved chest that rippled with testosterone. He was all man. Sliding her glance lower, she saw a massive bulge making its first naked appearance.
“Nice.”
The smirk that met her was enough to make her cream herself. She watched him as his hand slowly made its way to his hard cock.
Oh, sweet Mary, mother of God. Was it possible to get even more turned on? Lifting herself up on her elbows, Wen enjoyed watching as he slowly caressed himself, letting his hand work up and down in
Chapter 10
She gasped as the cool air rippled over her exposed body. There was a storm coming. She could hear the thunder rolling against the flashes of lightning that rippled behind the curtain in his room, illuminating the room for brief seconds. Not only was there a storm outside, but there was a storm inside. The electricity was rolling off of both of their bodies; she moaned at the kisses Thomas was placing on her body. She needed him. Although she’d had one-night stands before, this desire, this need, clawed at her with Thomas. She knew that this would not be a one-nighter because of the desire in his eyes, the desire Thomas allowed her to see. This could be ‘ever after’ if they both allowed it.
It was not often that you could find ‘ever after’ just by one single touch, but that was what she’d found. For six months, she had been denying herself this. Denying him the feel of their bodies. Enough was enough.
“Yes,” she moaned as she felt his fingers seep into her wet folds. It was heaven; it was hot chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream on the top. It was bliss.
She could feel him working his one finger in and out, as she placed her head against his shoulder.
“Please,” escaped her mouth.
“I am keeping you, Wen, my little lotus flower.” She heard the growl that held a promise, as her cami was yanked up over her head. She should be scared, but she wasn’t. All men weren’t Greg and she knew this. Still, the love and the betrayal she felt with Greg, hit her to the core. She looked up at this handsome man and the promise of everything and more. She could let it go, would let it go, because she knew, deep down to the soul of her body, that if he meant forever, then forever is what she would get. This promise would not be broken.
“I think I just might get lucky tonight,” he murmured as he bent and kissed her stomach, darting his tongue out and circling her bellybutton.
“Ummm…you might, if you just shut up and get busy, buddy. I’m dying here…”
She could see his eyes roll.
“Are you in desperate need, baby?” He went back to kissing her stomach, slowly making a trail to the hem of her shorts. She held her breath to see what he would do next. Seeing his eyes on her face, she nodded slowly.
The feel of his large hands skimming her hips ever so softly in the attempt to pull her shorts down her body created rapid tingles of fire coursing throughout her body. Her body bucked as she felt him blow on her now exposed flesh. The need was overwhelming. Nothing had ever felt like this. It was almost too much. Wen closed her eyes, avoiding his intense gaze. She could hear his chuckle as she felt the bed dip low and there it was.
He gripped her hips, opening her thighs, kissing the soft flesh, slipping his tongue between her tender folds, tasting her. This was the bliss she was crying for. She threw her head back letting, “Oh god, yes!” escape her mouth.
She wanted to put her legs back together, pull him up to her body. She wanted to feel his smooth chest against hers.
“You’re perfect, Wen. So absolutely, fucking perfect.” The voice that reached her was deep, and hungry.
She shivered. There were no words to express what that meant to her. All she could give him now was her moans, letting him know just how much she wanted this, wanted him.
When he abruptly sat up, she opened her eyes in shock. She saw it then. His perfectly sculpted body, a clean shaved chest that rippled with testosterone. He was all man. Sliding her glance lower, she saw a massive bulge making its first naked appearance.
“Nice.”
The smirk that met her was enough to make her cream herself. She watched him as his hand slowly made its way to his hard cock.
Oh, sweet Mary, mother of God. Was it possible to get even more turned on? Lifting herself up on her elbows, Wen enjoyed watching as he slowly caressed himself, letting his hand work up and down in
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