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rough voice commanded. “Come all over my damn cock. Show me how much you want me.”
With another downward thrust that rammed against her clit, Mercy was lost. Lost in the sensation of this man taking her, dominating her. Capturing her heart all over again. In the vast wilderness of sensation he had thrust her into, she saw and felt him joining her, hearing his cry of completion even though she was too weak to make one of her own.
****
Hours later, breathing heavily as they came down from another joining of their bodies, they rested beneath the warmth of the cover on his bed. She lay on Dirk’s chest, her hand curled beneath her chin as she watched the soft fall of snowflakes through the large bank of windows. It was early morning, the skies heavy with its winter bounty. The rise and fall of his chest almost lulled her to sleep. He had awakened her an hour ago, as eager to have her body as she was to give it to him.
The last twenty-four hours had been magical. Her fingers ran along the warmth of his skin, along the hard muscles of his shoulders, his chest, down his stomach. As her fingers slipped beneath the edge of the cover, he moved, capturing her fingers in his hand before she could find the heated flesh tenting the cover over his groin.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish, baby.”
“Ohh, a challenge from the big, bad—Bah Humbug—bear.”
“Bah Humbug, hey?” Dirk chuckled, surprising them both with the sound. His laughter choked into a gasp when she sat up in bed, throwing back the cover. The sudden change in temperature didn’t affect him. In. Any. Way. His cock was still hard. Rock hard. She licked her lips, staring down at him. She tucked a strand of dark hair behind the enticing shell of her ear.
His gaze took her in. Her shoulders, white and creamy in the morning light. Her breasts—his bear growled as her breasts rose and fell, pushed together by her arms as she knelt beside him, gorgeous and naked. Ready to take.
He lifted his hand to pull her on top of him, needing the feel of her wet flesh closing around him. She smiled at him, dodging his hold. Smiling at him defiantly, she flipped her hair behind her shoulder and took hold of his length, squeezing it against the palm of her hand. Her smile was more beautiful than sunshine. She pumped his cock in her hand as she slowly lowered her head.
Suddenly, he couldn’t draw a deep breath, the air having left the room as her mouth closed around the mushroom head of his dick. Still holding his gaze, he felt the rough texture of her tongue stroking across the slit. She hummed as if she loved the salty taste of his precum. He felt his body quickly producing more.
He lifted his hips and she took more of him in her warm, waiting mouth. She closed her eyes as she swallowed his length, stopping only when he bumped the back of her throat. Lifting her head, she let him slide almost free before taking him deep again. The pace she set was agonizingly slow, but oh, so sensuous. A part of him, his bear, wanted to thrust his hips high and hard, forcing her to take him down her throat. The other part of him, the part savoring this time with her, wanted the sensation of her sucking his cock to never end. In compromise to his warring needs, he threaded his fingers through her hair. “A little more, baby. Please, just a little more.” He applied gentle pressure to the back of her head, helping her take more of him on the next deep stroke.
“Yeah, just like that.” He closed his eyes and held her head to him, taking her mouth in small, short strokes. “Just. Like. That.” The sensations overcame him and the next thing he knew he was shouting as he came, his cum spurting down her throat.
When he came back to his senses, he realized what he had done. “Damn, Mercy, I didn’t mean to—”
His words stopped abruptly when he looked down at her, her mouth still moving slowly up and down his length. Even with the amazing release, he’d lost little of
With another downward thrust that rammed against her clit, Mercy was lost. Lost in the sensation of this man taking her, dominating her. Capturing her heart all over again. In the vast wilderness of sensation he had thrust her into, she saw and felt him joining her, hearing his cry of completion even though she was too weak to make one of her own.
****
Hours later, breathing heavily as they came down from another joining of their bodies, they rested beneath the warmth of the cover on his bed. She lay on Dirk’s chest, her hand curled beneath her chin as she watched the soft fall of snowflakes through the large bank of windows. It was early morning, the skies heavy with its winter bounty. The rise and fall of his chest almost lulled her to sleep. He had awakened her an hour ago, as eager to have her body as she was to give it to him.
The last twenty-four hours had been magical. Her fingers ran along the warmth of his skin, along the hard muscles of his shoulders, his chest, down his stomach. As her fingers slipped beneath the edge of the cover, he moved, capturing her fingers in his hand before she could find the heated flesh tenting the cover over his groin.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish, baby.”
“Ohh, a challenge from the big, bad—Bah Humbug—bear.”
“Bah Humbug, hey?” Dirk chuckled, surprising them both with the sound. His laughter choked into a gasp when she sat up in bed, throwing back the cover. The sudden change in temperature didn’t affect him. In. Any. Way. His cock was still hard. Rock hard. She licked her lips, staring down at him. She tucked a strand of dark hair behind the enticing shell of her ear.
His gaze took her in. Her shoulders, white and creamy in the morning light. Her breasts—his bear growled as her breasts rose and fell, pushed together by her arms as she knelt beside him, gorgeous and naked. Ready to take.
He lifted his hand to pull her on top of him, needing the feel of her wet flesh closing around him. She smiled at him, dodging his hold. Smiling at him defiantly, she flipped her hair behind her shoulder and took hold of his length, squeezing it against the palm of her hand. Her smile was more beautiful than sunshine. She pumped his cock in her hand as she slowly lowered her head.
Suddenly, he couldn’t draw a deep breath, the air having left the room as her mouth closed around the mushroom head of his dick. Still holding his gaze, he felt the rough texture of her tongue stroking across the slit. She hummed as if she loved the salty taste of his precum. He felt his body quickly producing more.
He lifted his hips and she took more of him in her warm, waiting mouth. She closed her eyes as she swallowed his length, stopping only when he bumped the back of her throat. Lifting her head, she let him slide almost free before taking him deep again. The pace she set was agonizingly slow, but oh, so sensuous. A part of him, his bear, wanted to thrust his hips high and hard, forcing her to take him down her throat. The other part of him, the part savoring this time with her, wanted the sensation of her sucking his cock to never end. In compromise to his warring needs, he threaded his fingers through her hair. “A little more, baby. Please, just a little more.” He applied gentle pressure to the back of her head, helping her take more of him on the next deep stroke.
“Yeah, just like that.” He closed his eyes and held her head to him, taking her mouth in small, short strokes. “Just. Like. That.” The sensations overcame him and the next thing he knew he was shouting as he came, his cum spurting down her throat.
When he came back to his senses, he realized what he had done. “Damn, Mercy, I didn’t mean to—”
His words stopped abruptly when he looked down at her, her mouth still moving slowly up and down his length. Even with the amazing release, he’d lost little of
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