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into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Eric bent his head and kissed Natasha softly on the lips. He raised his head to look at her again, “God, you’re so beautiful.” He told her, his eyes lowering and running slowly down her body, over her breasts, which made her nipples harden in response and he hadn’t even touched her.
Eric watched her body responding to him, lowering his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and drawing hard on it. Natasha felt the pull low down in her belly as Eric continued to suck and swirl his tongue around her hard nipple.
He reached out, cupping her other breast in his hand, tugging gently on her nipple until Natasha was gasping with pleasure. She looked at his head over her breast and felt a flood of emotions surge through her. Lifting a hand, she ran her fingers through Eric’s hair. She loved his hair, he had such beautiful hair, thick but soft to her touch.
As Eric lavished attention on her nipples, Natasha continued to run her hands through his hair. She loved seeing it tousled from her touch. He pulled back to look at her, then with a small grin on his face, he slid down the bed until he got to her slightly parted thighs slipping a hand between her legs, his fingers working their way up her thigh until he reached her sex. Natasha’s skin quivered under his touch and she caught her breath waiting for his fingers to touch her ‘there’.
He didn’t, instead Eric ran his hand back over the smooth skin of her thigh causing Natasha to groan softly in frustration.
“Patience sweetheart.” He said, glancing up at her.
Again he slowly moved his hand up her thigh, sliding his fingers between her legs, his fingers lightly grazing over the soft curls at the entrance to her sex.
“Eric, please.” Her voice held a note of frustration and he raised his head to look at her.
“What do you want?” He asked.
“You know what.” She whispered.
“This?” He asked, moving his hand back down her thigh.
“No.” She groaned.
“This?” He asked as he slid his hand between her legs, cupping her mound.
“Eric.” Her voice sounded needy her body moving restlessly on the bed and she spread her legs wider.
“What about this?” He asked before suddenly plunging a finger deep inside her. Natasha’s body bucked in response to Eric’s invasion. He pulled back, inserting two fingers this time, driving them into her, twisting them so they grazed over her vaginal walls, causing an explosion of sensation deep in her body.
She writhed and squirmed under his touch, her hips rising off the bed. Again he pulled back and this time, inserted 3 fingers into her entrance, using his thumb to brush back and forth against her clitoris, rapidly bringing Natasha to the brink of her orgasm.
As if sensing how close she was, Eric pulled back, resting his fingers in her entrance, still using his thumb to brush over her hard little bud.
“Please, Eric.” She gasped, clamping her internal muscles down on his fingers. She reached out for him her eyes blazing with her need as she tugged on his arms, trying to pull him to her.
Eric pulled back, “No Natasha.” He removed his hand from her.
“Eric, please, I need you now.” She groaned.
“No baby, this is for you.” He reminded her, although he closed his eyes briefly as if trying to shut out the image of her lying there all needy and wanton before him.
“Damn it Eric.” she said. “I need you inside me, NOW!” She reached for him again.
Eric looked into her eyes, seeing her need, the pleading in her gaze and he groaned. “Damn it Natasha, how do you do this to me?” He asked.
He sat up suddenly, reaching into the drawer beside the bed, pulling out a condom, impatiently tearing it open and sheathing himself in it. He sat back on his heels for a moment, caressing her with his eyes.
Slowly he ran his hands up her legs to spread her thighs, testing her with his fingers, closing his eyes when he felt how wet she
Eric watched her body responding to him, lowering his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and drawing hard on it. Natasha felt the pull low down in her belly as Eric continued to suck and swirl his tongue around her hard nipple.
He reached out, cupping her other breast in his hand, tugging gently on her nipple until Natasha was gasping with pleasure. She looked at his head over her breast and felt a flood of emotions surge through her. Lifting a hand, she ran her fingers through Eric’s hair. She loved his hair, he had such beautiful hair, thick but soft to her touch.
As Eric lavished attention on her nipples, Natasha continued to run her hands through his hair. She loved seeing it tousled from her touch. He pulled back to look at her, then with a small grin on his face, he slid down the bed until he got to her slightly parted thighs slipping a hand between her legs, his fingers working their way up her thigh until he reached her sex. Natasha’s skin quivered under his touch and she caught her breath waiting for his fingers to touch her ‘there’.
He didn’t, instead Eric ran his hand back over the smooth skin of her thigh causing Natasha to groan softly in frustration.
“Patience sweetheart.” He said, glancing up at her.
Again he slowly moved his hand up her thigh, sliding his fingers between her legs, his fingers lightly grazing over the soft curls at the entrance to her sex.
“Eric, please.” Her voice held a note of frustration and he raised his head to look at her.
“What do you want?” He asked.
“You know what.” She whispered.
“This?” He asked, moving his hand back down her thigh.
“No.” She groaned.
“This?” He asked as he slid his hand between her legs, cupping her mound.
“Eric.” Her voice sounded needy her body moving restlessly on the bed and she spread her legs wider.
“What about this?” He asked before suddenly plunging a finger deep inside her. Natasha’s body bucked in response to Eric’s invasion. He pulled back, inserting two fingers this time, driving them into her, twisting them so they grazed over her vaginal walls, causing an explosion of sensation deep in her body.
She writhed and squirmed under his touch, her hips rising off the bed. Again he pulled back and this time, inserted 3 fingers into her entrance, using his thumb to brush back and forth against her clitoris, rapidly bringing Natasha to the brink of her orgasm.
As if sensing how close she was, Eric pulled back, resting his fingers in her entrance, still using his thumb to brush over her hard little bud.
“Please, Eric.” She gasped, clamping her internal muscles down on his fingers. She reached out for him her eyes blazing with her need as she tugged on his arms, trying to pull him to her.
Eric pulled back, “No Natasha.” He removed his hand from her.
“Eric, please, I need you now.” She groaned.
“No baby, this is for you.” He reminded her, although he closed his eyes briefly as if trying to shut out the image of her lying there all needy and wanton before him.
“Damn it Eric.” she said. “I need you inside me, NOW!” She reached for him again.
Eric looked into her eyes, seeing her need, the pleading in her gaze and he groaned. “Damn it Natasha, how do you do this to me?” He asked.
He sat up suddenly, reaching into the drawer beside the bed, pulling out a condom, impatiently tearing it open and sheathing himself in it. He sat back on his heels for a moment, caressing her with his eyes.
Slowly he ran his hands up her legs to spread her thighs, testing her with his fingers, closing his eyes when he felt how wet she
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