her all she asked as she gripped his shoulders and moved against him.
“That’s right, that’s it…oh, yes…oh, yes…ah…ah…aah.” Her body trembled and she cried out as her orgasm took her. She shuddered and moaned, and liquid heat pooled from her.
He drank his fill, her taste, her scent so right he couldn’t get enough. At last she stilled and he moved back up her body, kissing her navel, her breast, where he lingered a while, until she moaned and he thought of that hot, sweet mouth of hers.
She slid her hands over him as he pulled back to look at her lying sated in his bed while he burned for her. Her gaze met his, and to his surprise, dark desire swam in her green depths. She wasn’t sated. She wanted him still.
He kissed her then and again the kiss drew him in, spun him around, until all thought left his head, just the hunger and the sensations of her touching him, loving him with her mouth, with her hands and with her luscious body as she rubbed against him.
“Wait.” He pushed back, then fumbled a condom from the nightstand drawer.
When he was ready, she pulled him on top of her and kissed him again. Her fingers slipped down his front to close again around him and he groaned into her mouth. She shifted, her tongue stilling as she nestled his cock against her clit. The pleasure was almost unbearable as he moved his hips, then slipped inside her. She was wet and hot and tight and she seemed to sense exactly what he needed as he thrust and she moved with him.
The heat, the pleasure spun around him in a tightening coil. He broke the kiss to nestle his head in the crook of her neck. Once more he thrust. Again. Then again, falling into a rhythm of give-and-take between them. Time seemed to stretch, then collapse. His breath came in short pants and he let the desire claim him as he sheathed himself over and over again in her heat.
Shudders racked him and he plunged deeper, faster. She moaned and trembled beneath him. She gripped his hips as her muscles contracted around him. She came with a force that sent him hurtlingover the edge with her. He cried out as he emptied himself deep inside her.
For long moments he lay dazed beside her, his arm and one leg thrown across her. His heart thrummed in his ears and a feeling of euphoria filled him. He floated for a while, then she slid her hand along his chest, stopping over his heart.
Warmth suffused him. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her palm, then she was in his arms again, her mouth soft and caressing on his. She pressed her body closer to him and, miracle of miracles, his cock stirred. “I still want you, Jack. That has to mean something, doesn’t it?”
Rolling to his back, he carried her with him so that she straddled him. “It means I’m the luckiest man alive.” He glanced down to where she rubbed herself along his hardening length. “Woman, you keep that up and I’ll have you on your back again.”
Her eyes shone as she settled more firmly against him. “Well, I hope you’re a man of your word then.”
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E RIN CLOSED HER EYES AS the heat surged through her once more. How was she to resist when it felt so good, so right? Her clit burned as she ground against him. Every cell in her being hummed with excitement.
“Hold on.” He tugged his pants up, then padded to the bathroom. When he returned, he was gloriously naked.
She let her gaze drift over him as he slipped on a new condom. “Hurry,” she urged.
He cupped her breasts as he stretched out beside her. She settled over him again. He tilted his hips and thrust into her while he squeezed her nipples.
“Oh, Jack.”
As before, he responded to her every movement. Her cries of pleasure sent desire spinning out from him and she gasped as he withdrew, then thrust up into her. She let the rhythm find her, the pleasure building deep inside her with each surge of her hips.
Her sex throbbed with delicious sensation, and theheat took her in waves. He pulled her forward to take
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