Sasha pulled her arms beneath her and pushed up to lever him off. She froze when Etienne’s tongue grazed her pucker. In her haste she hadn’t realized he’d positioned himself between her legs. She wiggled to evade the new and thrilling sensations and his hands came down on her calves holding her in place. She tried to roll over and felt his digits squeeze her legs. The silence was deafening. “Pull your legs under you and lift your ass.” He finally spoke. “And if I don’t?” she replied tersely. “I can sit here all night.” He skimmed a finger along the moist folds of her honeypot. “Can you?” She trembled. He circled her clitoris with the digit and rubbed the taut nubbin. “From the moment you claimed me , you became mine .” He pinched her bud. She yowled as her body seized. Spots of light flashed in front of her eyes and saliva pooled in her mouth. She started to shudder as a climax ripped through her. Warmth seeped through her when he covered her back with his body. He spoke against her throat. “We are nowhere near done, Sha . I crave your cream.” Air blew over her back when he rose up. The bed shook as he returned to the spot he’d abandoned. The rasp of his tongue on the sensitive tissue of her mons elicited more moans from deep inside her. Taking shallow breaths, she was beginning to become light headed. Etienne pushed her butt cheeks apart and lapped at the tight ring of muscle of her rosette. Tiny nips from his teeth stung, to be soothed by the damp touches of his tongue. She jerked and tiny fibers from the shredded sheet floated up into the air. Sasha slid her fingers between the wooden slats of the headboard and tried to edge away from his tactile ministrations. Her wails became a keening cry as he gently worked his tongue past her brown rosette. She couldn’t swallow and closed her eyes. She shoved her face in the pillow and gave into the ecstasy he brought to her. Her screams muffled by the thick down, she yanked at the thin spindles and heard them snap. She whipped her head up and loose curls that had escaped her plait fell into her face. Sasha pulled her hand away and stared at the broken wooden pieces in her hand before tossing them aside and shoving her hair off her damp forehead. “You know, Sha , I’m finding I like a strong woman.” His voice was right next to her ear. “Finish what you started gator or I’ll…” She croaked. “You’ll what, mate?” He interrupted. He ran a hand along her arm and eased his fingers between hers. She felt his cockhead push at her asshole. His hand brushed her butt cheek as he guided his shaft with quick thrusts. He pulled back and drove in again slowly working his way past the relaxed ring of muscle. Sweat coated her body. She slid their arms beneath her and gradually rocked back. Etienne tugged his hand free and latched on to her shoulder driving more of his member into her snug passage. A feeling of fullness started in her belly. The thick hair around his dick grazed her butt as he thrust the length of his shaft completely into her. Etienne was still for a long moment before pulling back. She felt empty as he drew away and moaned her displeasure. His lips brushed her neck as he drove forward again. Sasha swayed back meeting his lunges in an erotic dance. Currents zipped along her form, jumping from nerve to nerve. He released her shoulder and shoved an arm around her hip. His fingers delved into her cunt plunging in tandem with his cock. Prickles formed along her skin as she ground her ass against his pelvis. He touched her clit and she threw back her head and opened her mouth. No sound came out. “Come for me.” He pushed deep, lifting her off her knees. She found her voice and shouted out his name. The burn of his bite added to the pleasure zipping through her. Her orgasm exploded making her limbs weak. She collapsed and brought him down with her still connected in the most intimate of ways. “ Sha , there is