twisted as his lips frowned under her touch. “I
don’t want to fight.” He spoke through her fingertips then captured two of them
with his mouth and sucked.
Her laughter burbled from deep within. She knew what he
meant. “No, you want to fuck.”
He released her fingers. “Damn right.” She’d never seen him
so pleased. Nor so handsome.
Grinning like an imp, she shifted and lifted her arms over
her head to stretch, purposefully arcing her breasts against him, rubbing her
nipples in the hairs of his chest. “Then have me,” she exhaled.
Circling her leg around his to bring him closer, she rubbed
her clit against his steel-like quads, the feel of him sending carnal shivers
throughout her. “God’s teeth, Drakkar, I crave you too.” She reached for her
breasts and toyed with them, reminded of the time he’d found her doing just
that, of the times she’d spent without him.
“Woman,” he gritted out, “do you know what the sight of you
touching yourself does to me?”
“No,” she whispered hoarsely, her eyes heavy-laden with
desire. “Tell me.”
His arms encircled her and grasped her roughly. “It drives
me insane with the need for you.” His kiss possessed her. “I must have you,
Jinn.” He swallowed again. “Always.”
The tip of his penis teased her cunny and wavered against
the hollow of her sex with a will of its own.
“God.” He quivered as his chin dipped down to move her hand
out of the way and take her breast in his mouth.
The erotic movement shot her carnal tension to the breaking
point. “Mmmm-” She arched her hips toward him, taking him into her. He grabbed
her ass as the muscles within her seized his rod, wanting him to complete her.
As he withdrew, he pulled against her. His stronger movement caused her inner
muscles to squeeze even more, clenching his penis tighter. She whimpered as he
left her, wanting the fulfillment again.
His response came quickly. He plunged into her harder, the
friction enveloping her, letting her focus only on this one act, this blissful
refrain as the tempo of his rhythm, of his playing her, increased. “God’s
teeth.” She grasped his shoulders and gyrated her hips against him, timing her
movements with his, letting his body beat against the outside of her flesh,
stoking the nub of her sex as well as her depth. His fingers pressed into her
ass, holding her, controlling her hips, pulling at the flesh to separate her
cheeks, causing pleasant spasms around her anus.
Suddenly, he rolled on his back and pulled her on top of
him. “Pleasure yourself on me,” he croaked seductively. “Let me see you. I’ll
hold back as long as I can.”
Breathless, she studied him through the slits her eyelids
had become. Slowly, she began to move, rotate her hips on his.
“That’s it, Beloved,” he whispered. “Ride me.”
She released an uneven moan and churned her hips faster
against him, kneading her clit against the skin over his pubic bone as she
pulled up and down on his staff. “Mmm.” The erotic heat surged in her and
caused the pitch of her moans to rise higher, grow louder. She couldn’t stop
the sound if she wanted to.
Her body shook from the onslaught of pleasure. Her nerve
endings tingled with heady expectation. Desire moved from carnal need to
hunger. She had to have him, had to experience this intoxicating sense of him,
the completion, the soaring to the sexual peak followed by the mindless fall
into the abyss of ultimate pleasure.
“Yes, Jinn. Feel me, how I need you. How you need me.” He
squeezed her buttocks again, tugged at her cheeks and rimmed a finger over the
entrance to her rear.
“Oh, by the ancestors,” she somehow muttered. Then her
vision went black, her body focused only on their joining and the ultimate
sensation that bonded them. Her loud moan echoed in her ears as she climaxed
and went over the edge. God’s teeth, nothing had ever felt as good as this man.
How could she survive without him?
She collapsed, lying
don’t want to fight.” He spoke through her fingertips then captured two of them
with his mouth and sucked.
Her laughter burbled from deep within. She knew what he
meant. “No, you want to fuck.”
He released her fingers. “Damn right.” She’d never seen him
so pleased. Nor so handsome.
Grinning like an imp, she shifted and lifted her arms over
her head to stretch, purposefully arcing her breasts against him, rubbing her
nipples in the hairs of his chest. “Then have me,” she exhaled.
Circling her leg around his to bring him closer, she rubbed
her clit against his steel-like quads, the feel of him sending carnal shivers
throughout her. “God’s teeth, Drakkar, I crave you too.” She reached for her
breasts and toyed with them, reminded of the time he’d found her doing just
that, of the times she’d spent without him.
“Woman,” he gritted out, “do you know what the sight of you
touching yourself does to me?”
“No,” she whispered hoarsely, her eyes heavy-laden with
desire. “Tell me.”
His arms encircled her and grasped her roughly. “It drives
me insane with the need for you.” His kiss possessed her. “I must have you,
Jinn.” He swallowed again. “Always.”
The tip of his penis teased her cunny and wavered against
the hollow of her sex with a will of its own.
“God.” He quivered as his chin dipped down to move her hand
out of the way and take her breast in his mouth.
The erotic movement shot her carnal tension to the breaking
point. “Mmmm-” She arched her hips toward him, taking him into her. He grabbed
her ass as the muscles within her seized his rod, wanting him to complete her.
As he withdrew, he pulled against her. His stronger movement caused her inner
muscles to squeeze even more, clenching his penis tighter. She whimpered as he
left her, wanting the fulfillment again.
His response came quickly. He plunged into her harder, the
friction enveloping her, letting her focus only on this one act, this blissful
refrain as the tempo of his rhythm, of his playing her, increased. “God’s
teeth.” She grasped his shoulders and gyrated her hips against him, timing her
movements with his, letting his body beat against the outside of her flesh,
stoking the nub of her sex as well as her depth. His fingers pressed into her
ass, holding her, controlling her hips, pulling at the flesh to separate her
cheeks, causing pleasant spasms around her anus.
Suddenly, he rolled on his back and pulled her on top of
him. “Pleasure yourself on me,” he croaked seductively. “Let me see you. I’ll
hold back as long as I can.”
Breathless, she studied him through the slits her eyelids
had become. Slowly, she began to move, rotate her hips on his.
“That’s it, Beloved,” he whispered. “Ride me.”
She released an uneven moan and churned her hips faster
against him, kneading her clit against the skin over his pubic bone as she
pulled up and down on his staff. “Mmm.” The erotic heat surged in her and
caused the pitch of her moans to rise higher, grow louder. She couldn’t stop
the sound if she wanted to.
Her body shook from the onslaught of pleasure. Her nerve
endings tingled with heady expectation. Desire moved from carnal need to
hunger. She had to have him, had to experience this intoxicating sense of him,
the completion, the soaring to the sexual peak followed by the mindless fall
into the abyss of ultimate pleasure.
“Yes, Jinn. Feel me, how I need you. How you need me.” He
squeezed her buttocks again, tugged at her cheeks and rimmed a finger over the
entrance to her rear.
“Oh, by the ancestors,” she somehow muttered. Then her
vision went black, her body focused only on their joining and the ultimate
sensation that bonded them. Her loud moan echoed in her ears as she climaxed
and went over the edge. God’s teeth, nothing had ever felt as good as this man.
How could she survive without him?
She collapsed, lying
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