times over.
Anticipation made hurry. She reached deeper and bit her lower lip as two fingers slid into her damp channel. Her heels dug into the mattress, and her body bowed.
It was good, but it wasn’t the same. Her hands weren’t as big as his or as sure. She wiggled her fingers and timidly began to pump. She closed her eyes tightly as her thumb nudged her clit.
“Need some help with that?”
The rumble of the low voice made her eyelids fly open. Her head jerked to the side, and she found him watching her. Caught! Her face flushed with embarrassment. The mattress shifted as he rolled onto his side and propped his head into his hand. His actions were lazy, but his eyes were alert.
So was his cock. He’d lengthened and thickened in the short time since she’d last stolen a peek at him.
She jerked her hand away from her crotch, but he caught her wrist and pressed it right back to where it had been. “Don’t let me stop you.”
“I can’t,” she whispered. “Not in front of you.”
“Why not? We’ve done just about everything else there is to do.” Weaving his fingers through hers, he gently wedged their joined hands back between her legs. He’d barely begun to teach her the movement when his dark gaze flew up to her face. “Damn it, Delia. You’re on fire again. Why didn’t you wake me?”
She groaned as her hips rolled up to meet their combined touch. “You needed your sleep.”
“I’ve dealt with less sleep before and lived. For God’s sake, you’re the one I’m worried about.” He let her fingers go and penetrated her deeply, examining her for himself. The lines of his face drew tight. “Come here.”
She gasped when he rolled onto his back and took her with him. His strength still surprised her. He lifted her as if she were light as a feather and settled her over his hips. She straddled him uncertainly as he let her weight come down onto her knees.
“There,” he said. “Use me.”
She spread her fingers wide on the muscled chest beneath her. Why argue with him? He was what she really wanted. Really needed.
Reaching down, she wrapped her fist around his thick erection. He grunted at her touch. A ghost of a smile lit her lips as she looked into his eyes. She’d been shy with herself, but with him, it felt natural. Gradually, she lowered herself onto his hard cock. It wasn’t as easy as it had been last night. He’d ridden her hard, and she was swollen.
His neck arched as she took him to the hilt. “God, you’re like a blowtorch.”
“Help me put the fire out.”
His fingers bit into her waist. “One time,” he said, breathing hard. “One time and then I’m taking you to the emergency room.”
Delia’s head fell back, and her hair brushed against the small of her back. She savored the connection between them. She couldn’t get enough of the feel of his cock stretching her. She loved how his fingers clutched at her. Her ears craved his grunts of satisfaction. She began to move, and a moan of delight left the back of her throat.
“Christ,” he hissed. His hands came up to cup her breasts possessively. “You are so beautiful.”
After hours of moonlight loving, the sun was glaring. It left nowhere to hide. Everything was out in the open and brilliantly displayed. Emotion mixed with the heat burning inside Delia’s chest, and she went a little crazy. Her hair swung wildly about her shoulders as she shagged him in quick, rough movements. Her breasts bounced in his hands, and her bottom slapped against his hips. The fever inside her roared, and the tingle at the back of her neck told her she was close.
She was going to come, and she’d hardly gotten started.
One, two… On the third pump, her muscles clenched. Her thighs gripped his hips as she ground herself onto him. Shimmering waves of heat and satisfaction swept through her. She went lightheaded and felt herself break out in a sweat. Suddenly, her body was coated with moisture. Droplets ran down her temples, and
Anticipation made hurry. She reached deeper and bit her lower lip as two fingers slid into her damp channel. Her heels dug into the mattress, and her body bowed.
It was good, but it wasn’t the same. Her hands weren’t as big as his or as sure. She wiggled her fingers and timidly began to pump. She closed her eyes tightly as her thumb nudged her clit.
“Need some help with that?”
The rumble of the low voice made her eyelids fly open. Her head jerked to the side, and she found him watching her. Caught! Her face flushed with embarrassment. The mattress shifted as he rolled onto his side and propped his head into his hand. His actions were lazy, but his eyes were alert.
So was his cock. He’d lengthened and thickened in the short time since she’d last stolen a peek at him.
She jerked her hand away from her crotch, but he caught her wrist and pressed it right back to where it had been. “Don’t let me stop you.”
“I can’t,” she whispered. “Not in front of you.”
“Why not? We’ve done just about everything else there is to do.” Weaving his fingers through hers, he gently wedged their joined hands back between her legs. He’d barely begun to teach her the movement when his dark gaze flew up to her face. “Damn it, Delia. You’re on fire again. Why didn’t you wake me?”
She groaned as her hips rolled up to meet their combined touch. “You needed your sleep.”
“I’ve dealt with less sleep before and lived. For God’s sake, you’re the one I’m worried about.” He let her fingers go and penetrated her deeply, examining her for himself. The lines of his face drew tight. “Come here.”
She gasped when he rolled onto his back and took her with him. His strength still surprised her. He lifted her as if she were light as a feather and settled her over his hips. She straddled him uncertainly as he let her weight come down onto her knees.
“There,” he said. “Use me.”
She spread her fingers wide on the muscled chest beneath her. Why argue with him? He was what she really wanted. Really needed.
Reaching down, she wrapped her fist around his thick erection. He grunted at her touch. A ghost of a smile lit her lips as she looked into his eyes. She’d been shy with herself, but with him, it felt natural. Gradually, she lowered herself onto his hard cock. It wasn’t as easy as it had been last night. He’d ridden her hard, and she was swollen.
His neck arched as she took him to the hilt. “God, you’re like a blowtorch.”
“Help me put the fire out.”
His fingers bit into her waist. “One time,” he said, breathing hard. “One time and then I’m taking you to the emergency room.”
Delia’s head fell back, and her hair brushed against the small of her back. She savored the connection between them. She couldn’t get enough of the feel of his cock stretching her. She loved how his fingers clutched at her. Her ears craved his grunts of satisfaction. She began to move, and a moan of delight left the back of her throat.
“Christ,” he hissed. His hands came up to cup her breasts possessively. “You are so beautiful.”
After hours of moonlight loving, the sun was glaring. It left nowhere to hide. Everything was out in the open and brilliantly displayed. Emotion mixed with the heat burning inside Delia’s chest, and she went a little crazy. Her hair swung wildly about her shoulders as she shagged him in quick, rough movements. Her breasts bounced in his hands, and her bottom slapped against his hips. The fever inside her roared, and the tingle at the back of her neck told her she was close.
She was going to come, and she’d hardly gotten started.
One, two… On the third pump, her muscles clenched. Her thighs gripped his hips as she ground herself onto him. Shimmering waves of heat and satisfaction swept through her. She went lightheaded and felt herself break out in a sweat. Suddenly, her body was coated with moisture. Droplets ran down her temples, and
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