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met her neck, and with the other
hand he swept aside her long golden hair before teasing his finger over the top
of her spine.
Jess inhaled deeply
as her legs trembled. How could such a small gesture cause so much turmoil
within her? Her stomach clenched with each touch and moisture gathered between
her legs.
Finally his lips
met the back of her neck and she nearly hit the ceiling at the exquisiteness of
it. One hand came around her stomach, pinning her to him, as the other caressed
her arm, and he continued to press kisses on the back of her neck, working his
way round to the curve of her shoulder.
She vaguely
registered his rigid manhood pressing into her bottom as the stranger held her
to him with his powerful arms. She wondered if it would match the rest of him,
which felt strong and solid. He had to be quite a bit taller than she, as he
had to stoop down to kiss her neck, and she decided his cock would probably be
as large as the rest of him.
Aching for the feel
of his lips upon her mouth, she tried to turn her head towards him but he
gently pushed her face forwards, nipping at her ear as he did so.
“All
in good time, beautiful.”
The hand that had
been stroking her arm worked its way around her front, fingering the curve of
her breasts that swelled over the top of her corset. Dipping his finger between
them, she gasped as the other hand joined in, kneading them through the fabric.
Her nipples ached
in desperation and when one finger pushed underneath the corset, carefully
brushing over her taut bud, she gasped.
In a sudden
movement, unlike all his others that seemed so carefully considered, he pulled
at the corset, tearing it completely down the middle. Jess squealed as the cool
air hit her bared breasts but she couldn’t bring herself to mourn the loss of
her corset, which now lay somewhere in the dark, having been flung to one side.
The man’s big hands
captured each breast, rubbing his thumbs across her tender nipples and her head
lolled against him as arcs of sensation shot through her, right to her centre. Her womanhood throbbed; begging for his touch as he roughly
manipulated her breasts in a seemingly unrestrained manner.
Perhaps he sensed
her need, as one hand began to crawl its way down her stomach, causing her
breath to hitch as he neared the edge of her knickers. As quickly as he had
lost it, his control seemed to return and he wriggled his fingers under the
lace in slow, deliberate movements.
“Please…” she
begged, aware of how lust soaked her voice sounded.
In answer to her
plea, a finger dropped down quickly, pressing briefly into her heat before
retreating and she tried to mask her cry of frustration.
With one hand still
on her breast, he held her more forcefully against him, thrusting his cock
against her. She moved with him, her need now almost unbearable and he growled
in her ear at the feel of her bottom connecting with him.
The hand at the
edge of her knickers dived again and this time remained, drawing the slick
wetness over her nub before tracing gentle circles over it. Her centre pulsed erratically
at the combination of torment and gratification, the feeling so delicious yet
not quite enough.
Jess ground against
his hand, as much as his strong arms would allow, as his breath hissed between
his teeth. Did he enjoy this as much as she?
At long last, a
finger slid into her tight heat and she sobbed in gratitude, as his palm rubbed
at her while his fingers delved deeper. Deeper and deeper his fingers glided
into her, moving easily in her slick sheath.
“Come for me.”
His words broke
her, triggering a climax so powerful that her legs gave way completely and she
would have slid to the floor had he not kept her upright with his muscular
arms. Sucking in ragged breaths, she remained wilted in his arms as he slowly
withdrew his hand.
“Close your eyes.”
Jess obeyed, a
decadent lethargy overtaking her body, not even caring when the world tilted as
he scooped her into his
hand he swept aside her long golden hair before teasing his finger over the top
of her spine.
Jess inhaled deeply
as her legs trembled. How could such a small gesture cause so much turmoil
within her? Her stomach clenched with each touch and moisture gathered between
her legs.
Finally his lips
met the back of her neck and she nearly hit the ceiling at the exquisiteness of
it. One hand came around her stomach, pinning her to him, as the other caressed
her arm, and he continued to press kisses on the back of her neck, working his
way round to the curve of her shoulder.
She vaguely
registered his rigid manhood pressing into her bottom as the stranger held her
to him with his powerful arms. She wondered if it would match the rest of him,
which felt strong and solid. He had to be quite a bit taller than she, as he
had to stoop down to kiss her neck, and she decided his cock would probably be
as large as the rest of him.
Aching for the feel
of his lips upon her mouth, she tried to turn her head towards him but he
gently pushed her face forwards, nipping at her ear as he did so.
“All
in good time, beautiful.”
The hand that had
been stroking her arm worked its way around her front, fingering the curve of
her breasts that swelled over the top of her corset. Dipping his finger between
them, she gasped as the other hand joined in, kneading them through the fabric.
Her nipples ached
in desperation and when one finger pushed underneath the corset, carefully
brushing over her taut bud, she gasped.
In a sudden
movement, unlike all his others that seemed so carefully considered, he pulled
at the corset, tearing it completely down the middle. Jess squealed as the cool
air hit her bared breasts but she couldn’t bring herself to mourn the loss of
her corset, which now lay somewhere in the dark, having been flung to one side.
The man’s big hands
captured each breast, rubbing his thumbs across her tender nipples and her head
lolled against him as arcs of sensation shot through her, right to her centre. Her womanhood throbbed; begging for his touch as he roughly
manipulated her breasts in a seemingly unrestrained manner.
Perhaps he sensed
her need, as one hand began to crawl its way down her stomach, causing her
breath to hitch as he neared the edge of her knickers. As quickly as he had
lost it, his control seemed to return and he wriggled his fingers under the
lace in slow, deliberate movements.
“Please…” she
begged, aware of how lust soaked her voice sounded.
In answer to her
plea, a finger dropped down quickly, pressing briefly into her heat before
retreating and she tried to mask her cry of frustration.
With one hand still
on her breast, he held her more forcefully against him, thrusting his cock
against her. She moved with him, her need now almost unbearable and he growled
in her ear at the feel of her bottom connecting with him.
The hand at the
edge of her knickers dived again and this time remained, drawing the slick
wetness over her nub before tracing gentle circles over it. Her centre pulsed erratically
at the combination of torment and gratification, the feeling so delicious yet
not quite enough.
Jess ground against
his hand, as much as his strong arms would allow, as his breath hissed between
his teeth. Did he enjoy this as much as she?
At long last, a
finger slid into her tight heat and she sobbed in gratitude, as his palm rubbed
at her while his fingers delved deeper. Deeper and deeper his fingers glided
into her, moving easily in her slick sheath.
“Come for me.”
His words broke
her, triggering a climax so powerful that her legs gave way completely and she
would have slid to the floor had he not kept her upright with his muscular
arms. Sucking in ragged breaths, she remained wilted in his arms as he slowly
withdrew his hand.
“Close your eyes.”
Jess obeyed, a
decadent lethargy overtaking her body, not even caring when the world tilted as
he scooped her into his
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