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turn on the small lamp on her nightstand, Adam's shirt was off and his hard body pressed tightly against her back. She twisted herself in his embrace until she could bury her face in the valley between his pecs.
Unable to resist, she turned her head slightly taking one bare nipple into her mouth . He sucked in a sharp breath as she allowed her tongue to trace the tight bud. When her teeth grazed the same place her tongue had been, she felt his entire body twitch.
“Damn woman,” he hissed, “if you can do that there, I'm not sure I can handle what your mouth could do other places.”
Knowing how it was affecting him, Carly moved higher nipping his skin as she allowed her body to slither across his bare skin.
“You have no idea,” Carly whispered when her mouth reached his ear. For effect, she nipped the lobe as she flicked it with her tongue. No matter how insecure she was in some areas of her life, there was no disputing the fact that she was talented in the art of making a man go weak in the knees.
There was no way to describe the way his hands felt when they grazed under the hem of Carly's t-shirt. They weren't calloused as they would be if he did manual labor for a living, but they weren't overly soft like so many of the businessmen she knew. They were just rough enough to remind her he was all male.
Unlike most of her encounters, being with Adam was slow and sensual. There was no rush to bring the other to climax; it was all about exploring one another on a deeper level.
***
Lifting Carly off the bed, Adam reached for the hem of her shirt to expose her porcelain flesh. Bunching the cotton in his fists as he lifted her shirt inch by inch, Adam said a silent prayer for dreams coming true. With as skittish as she was about his shared DNA with one of her friends, he wasn't about to scare her away by telling her how many nights he'd gotten himself off imagining what her waifish figure looked like under the clothes she drowned herself in. The sight before him was better than anything he had ever imagined.
Carly's back arched as Adam sucked one of her taut nipples into his mouth. Her moans of pleasure were a sweet melody. Returning the pleasure she'd given him, he paid careful attention to each pebbled bud. Nipping. Licking. Flicking. Every gasp, every whimper made him crave more. He needed to possess her. Taste her. Feel her clench around his throbbing cock.
As he released the button on Carly's shorts, her slender fingers pulled his away from her body.
“Not yet, baby,” she purred, “it's my turn.”
Before he knew what had happened, Carly had somehow managed to wiggle herself from under Adam's body , turning him so that he was beneath her. He could feel the heat from her core as she ground into him.
She kissed him deeply, her hands wrung into his dark brown hair pinning Adam's head to the pillow. This woman liked to be in control of the situation and he would be damned if he was going to deny her pleasure.
When she lifted her hips away from his body so that there was no contact between their torsos, Adam reached to pull her back in place.
“I said not yet,” Carly snapped, pushing his hands away from her body. The fire in her eyes stopped any protest before it could cross Adam's lips. She continued working her way down his chest, nipping and sucking with every kiss.
“Carly,” Adam moaned, writhing under her. “Baby, I need you. Please.” If he didn't feel her soon, he feared a particularly embarrassing release for their first time together. His cock pressed firmly into the zipper of his jeans begging her to free it. His balls were starting to ache. If Carly's goal was to torture him slowly, she was succeeding. And, he loved every second of it.
“I said not yet,” she said again, this time with a devilish grin on her lips.
“Please baby,” he begged. When was I reduced to begging for sex? “I need you. You can do whatever you want to me later, but right now, I need to bury myself inside
Unable to resist, she turned her head slightly taking one bare nipple into her mouth . He sucked in a sharp breath as she allowed her tongue to trace the tight bud. When her teeth grazed the same place her tongue had been, she felt his entire body twitch.
“Damn woman,” he hissed, “if you can do that there, I'm not sure I can handle what your mouth could do other places.”
Knowing how it was affecting him, Carly moved higher nipping his skin as she allowed her body to slither across his bare skin.
“You have no idea,” Carly whispered when her mouth reached his ear. For effect, she nipped the lobe as she flicked it with her tongue. No matter how insecure she was in some areas of her life, there was no disputing the fact that she was talented in the art of making a man go weak in the knees.
There was no way to describe the way his hands felt when they grazed under the hem of Carly's t-shirt. They weren't calloused as they would be if he did manual labor for a living, but they weren't overly soft like so many of the businessmen she knew. They were just rough enough to remind her he was all male.
Unlike most of her encounters, being with Adam was slow and sensual. There was no rush to bring the other to climax; it was all about exploring one another on a deeper level.
***
Lifting Carly off the bed, Adam reached for the hem of her shirt to expose her porcelain flesh. Bunching the cotton in his fists as he lifted her shirt inch by inch, Adam said a silent prayer for dreams coming true. With as skittish as she was about his shared DNA with one of her friends, he wasn't about to scare her away by telling her how many nights he'd gotten himself off imagining what her waifish figure looked like under the clothes she drowned herself in. The sight before him was better than anything he had ever imagined.
Carly's back arched as Adam sucked one of her taut nipples into his mouth. Her moans of pleasure were a sweet melody. Returning the pleasure she'd given him, he paid careful attention to each pebbled bud. Nipping. Licking. Flicking. Every gasp, every whimper made him crave more. He needed to possess her. Taste her. Feel her clench around his throbbing cock.
As he released the button on Carly's shorts, her slender fingers pulled his away from her body.
“Not yet, baby,” she purred, “it's my turn.”
Before he knew what had happened, Carly had somehow managed to wiggle herself from under Adam's body , turning him so that he was beneath her. He could feel the heat from her core as she ground into him.
She kissed him deeply, her hands wrung into his dark brown hair pinning Adam's head to the pillow. This woman liked to be in control of the situation and he would be damned if he was going to deny her pleasure.
When she lifted her hips away from his body so that there was no contact between their torsos, Adam reached to pull her back in place.
“I said not yet,” Carly snapped, pushing his hands away from her body. The fire in her eyes stopped any protest before it could cross Adam's lips. She continued working her way down his chest, nipping and sucking with every kiss.
“Carly,” Adam moaned, writhing under her. “Baby, I need you. Please.” If he didn't feel her soon, he feared a particularly embarrassing release for their first time together. His cock pressed firmly into the zipper of his jeans begging her to free it. His balls were starting to ache. If Carly's goal was to torture him slowly, she was succeeding. And, he loved every second of it.
“I said not yet,” she said again, this time with a devilish grin on her lips.
“Please baby,” he begged. When was I reduced to begging for sex? “I need you. You can do whatever you want to me later, but right now, I need to bury myself inside
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