could rile them up and then still have the strength to deny them.
It could actually happen that way if he let her push him into rushing, fumbling, being too rough to bring her right along with him to the desperate moment when only one thing would soothe his burning flames of need. So he gave her just the opposite and returned her kiss with a soft, gentle brush.
Back and forth, light and sweet, he lured her eyelids into fluttering closed and her lips parting in silent invitation under his. The nectar of the gods. It became a whole lot harder to hold back as his tongue slid in to take a drink from the warm well of intoxicating sweetness.
And for the gods an erotic treat. Even as his tongue slid over hers, it curled around his, licking straight down the sensitive side. In a mating ritual as old as time, they dueled with sensual motions that had Caelen groaning. Slow to start, Jamie ripped a canon ball of fire straight down his spine when she sucked him just as she’d done before.
This time, he didn’t care who had taught her that move. All he could think of was devouring the soft woman so willing in his arms. Harder, hungrier, the kiss raged out of control as his fingers dented into her hips, holding her still for the grinding thrust of his hips.
His cock was one big ache, and he cursed the clothes between them. This just wasn’t enough, nor were the tiny giggles coming from the back of her throat. The happy murmurs solidified his need to break the spine of Jamie’s defiance.
He wanted her to melt beneath him as a woman should and not stubbornly insist on being contrary. From this day forward, she would carry his brand. Burned deep into her soul, Jamie would never forget who she called master at the end of the day.
With that intent in mind, Caelen slid one hand boldly between her legs to let his fingers curl around and cup her mound. Jamie squeaked and jerked as she gasped.
“ Caelen .”
He ignored her startled protest, intent on making her do a whole lot more than gasp. He wanted the plains to echo with her screams so that to a man everyone knew just who owned Jamie’s passion. Pressing his middle finger right into the fabric covering her crotch, it slid in as the swollen folds of her pussy parted. Her heat soaked through and warmed his finger as he began sliding it right up and down her slit, rubbing against her little clit in a way that made her gasp and her nails bite into his arms.
“ Damnit, Caelen !” She must have really been scared and, therefore, very close to losing control for her protest now. “This isn’t decent.”
“There ain’t nothing decent about the things I want to do to you, darlin’.” Caelen nuzzled his lips through her curls to torment the tender skin of her neck while he growled out all the very indecent things he planned on doing to her and he didn’t intend on waiting until they got home.
With his one hand holding her up while he continued to tease her trapped clit, Caelen slid his other one up to undo the buttons along her collar. As each one popped free, his lips dipped to greet the freshly revealed skin. His finger caught the lacy edge of her camisole and ripped right down the front as he continued his way lower.
Jamie tried to resist. As her body trembled and arched into his touch, she managed to pant out insincere complaints. Even that token dissolved as he nuzzled through the part he’d made in her shirt to capture the burrowed tip of her breast. He kicked
Chester
into a faster race as he matched the stallion’s frantic rhythm with both his tongue and his finger.
With the single determination of a hound herding, Caelen drove her mercilessly straight up the steep cliffs of ecstasy. Catapulting her right over the edge, he released her tit to watch as Jamie came undone. Grunting and shuddering, she denied his deepest need.
Wickedly relentless in his intent to rob the will right out from under her spirit, he wanted to hear her scream, feel her nails clawing at him,
It could actually happen that way if he let her push him into rushing, fumbling, being too rough to bring her right along with him to the desperate moment when only one thing would soothe his burning flames of need. So he gave her just the opposite and returned her kiss with a soft, gentle brush.
Back and forth, light and sweet, he lured her eyelids into fluttering closed and her lips parting in silent invitation under his. The nectar of the gods. It became a whole lot harder to hold back as his tongue slid in to take a drink from the warm well of intoxicating sweetness.
And for the gods an erotic treat. Even as his tongue slid over hers, it curled around his, licking straight down the sensitive side. In a mating ritual as old as time, they dueled with sensual motions that had Caelen groaning. Slow to start, Jamie ripped a canon ball of fire straight down his spine when she sucked him just as she’d done before.
This time, he didn’t care who had taught her that move. All he could think of was devouring the soft woman so willing in his arms. Harder, hungrier, the kiss raged out of control as his fingers dented into her hips, holding her still for the grinding thrust of his hips.
His cock was one big ache, and he cursed the clothes between them. This just wasn’t enough, nor were the tiny giggles coming from the back of her throat. The happy murmurs solidified his need to break the spine of Jamie’s defiance.
He wanted her to melt beneath him as a woman should and not stubbornly insist on being contrary. From this day forward, she would carry his brand. Burned deep into her soul, Jamie would never forget who she called master at the end of the day.
With that intent in mind, Caelen slid one hand boldly between her legs to let his fingers curl around and cup her mound. Jamie squeaked and jerked as she gasped.
“ Caelen .”
He ignored her startled protest, intent on making her do a whole lot more than gasp. He wanted the plains to echo with her screams so that to a man everyone knew just who owned Jamie’s passion. Pressing his middle finger right into the fabric covering her crotch, it slid in as the swollen folds of her pussy parted. Her heat soaked through and warmed his finger as he began sliding it right up and down her slit, rubbing against her little clit in a way that made her gasp and her nails bite into his arms.
“ Damnit, Caelen !” She must have really been scared and, therefore, very close to losing control for her protest now. “This isn’t decent.”
“There ain’t nothing decent about the things I want to do to you, darlin’.” Caelen nuzzled his lips through her curls to torment the tender skin of her neck while he growled out all the very indecent things he planned on doing to her and he didn’t intend on waiting until they got home.
With his one hand holding her up while he continued to tease her trapped clit, Caelen slid his other one up to undo the buttons along her collar. As each one popped free, his lips dipped to greet the freshly revealed skin. His finger caught the lacy edge of her camisole and ripped right down the front as he continued his way lower.
Jamie tried to resist. As her body trembled and arched into his touch, she managed to pant out insincere complaints. Even that token dissolved as he nuzzled through the part he’d made in her shirt to capture the burrowed tip of her breast. He kicked
Chester
into a faster race as he matched the stallion’s frantic rhythm with both his tongue and his finger.
With the single determination of a hound herding, Caelen drove her mercilessly straight up the steep cliffs of ecstasy. Catapulting her right over the edge, he released her tit to watch as Jamie came undone. Grunting and shuddering, she denied his deepest need.
Wickedly relentless in his intent to rob the will right out from under her spirit, he wanted to hear her scream, feel her nails clawing at him,
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