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top. The pins came out and I ran my hands in her soft waves of dark hair. I massaged her neck and ran my hands down her shoulder blades. She swayed her ass back into me and I could have bent her over right there.
She was going to make it very hard to go slow.
“Your ass, though.” I whispered it into her ear and she giggled. It was a beautiful thing.
Then I turned her around again. I wanted to see her lips, her neck, her breasts.
I started with her mouth. I wanted it. I kissed her lips. The minute I did the spark turned into a flame and my deliberate plans were gone. Her hot tongue darted out and around mine.
I grabbed her hard and pressed her to me never breaking contact with her mouth. She gasped and for an instant, I worried that I was too rough. She was not from my world.
Bess wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed tight against me. It was the affirmation I needed. The permission to let me love her my way.
My hands spanned from her shoulders down to her waist and I cupped her ass forward and brought us as close as we could get. I needed her naked, soon, now.
Buttons, there were many buttons and I needed to get them undone. I got to work on that and each button revealed more of her silky skin. She let me slide her blouse to the floor and then I reached around and slowly worked the zipper of her trademark pencil skirt. I fucking loved those skirts and the way she looked in them. The way she looked out of that skirt was mind blowing, I discovered.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I said. I had to put her at arm's length for a second. To see her.
She let her hair fall in front of her face and tried to hide behind it.
Not a fucking chance, she was too beautiful to be shy around me. I lifted the brunette lock of hair and put it behind her shoulders. I was surprised actually that her hair fell to the tips of her breasts.
“I’m embarrassed; I don’t normally, ever...” She put crossed hands across her chest.
“You’re a goddess.” I moved her arms out of my way and kissed the swells of those perfect breasts she was too shy to show me.
I slid both the straps down and the cups of her bra barely covered her pink nipples. I captured one in my teeth and the other in my fingers. She moaned and held on to my arms for support.
I slid my tongue up the cleft of her breasts all the way up to her earlobe. Then I gave her a choice.
“Either I take you here, on your floor, or I take you to your bed.” This was happening now.
She looked at me through lush eyelashes and a devilish smile curled her plush upper lip. God, she was wicked looking. Something in Bess had turned from sweet to spicy and I loved it.
“Here, the floor, now.” I was like a bull and that was the red cape.
We somehow went from standing to rolling and I shed my jacket, t-shirt and everything else in a flurry of arms and legs.
I ripped the bra away and exposed her gorgeous tits. I could not decide if I wanted them in my mouth or my hands so I settled for both.
I slid her panties off and then my hands found her hot and slick. She cried out as my palm pressed down on her soft curls. She was not bald down there and I was happy as hell. She was natural, the way a woman was supposed to be.
I had palmed a condom and situated it. I did not want to interrupt the moment with a birth control discussion and I am not sure if I could have formed words anyway.
She reached down and grabbed the length of me and I am sure my eyes rolled back in their sockets. I was going to have her, no more waiting.
“I fucking love this, Bess.”
She wrapped her legs around mine, and her arms at my shoulders. I hovered at her entrance and tested and teased while she writhed underneath me.
Then I could not stand it any longer. I drove into her hot center. She fit me like a glove. And there was something else. Something chemical about us that I knew from the moment I saw her the first time. We were right. Her body was made to be exactly where it was.
“Sawyer, oh
She was going to make it very hard to go slow.
“Your ass, though.” I whispered it into her ear and she giggled. It was a beautiful thing.
Then I turned her around again. I wanted to see her lips, her neck, her breasts.
I started with her mouth. I wanted it. I kissed her lips. The minute I did the spark turned into a flame and my deliberate plans were gone. Her hot tongue darted out and around mine.
I grabbed her hard and pressed her to me never breaking contact with her mouth. She gasped and for an instant, I worried that I was too rough. She was not from my world.
Bess wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed tight against me. It was the affirmation I needed. The permission to let me love her my way.
My hands spanned from her shoulders down to her waist and I cupped her ass forward and brought us as close as we could get. I needed her naked, soon, now.
Buttons, there were many buttons and I needed to get them undone. I got to work on that and each button revealed more of her silky skin. She let me slide her blouse to the floor and then I reached around and slowly worked the zipper of her trademark pencil skirt. I fucking loved those skirts and the way she looked in them. The way she looked out of that skirt was mind blowing, I discovered.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I said. I had to put her at arm's length for a second. To see her.
She let her hair fall in front of her face and tried to hide behind it.
Not a fucking chance, she was too beautiful to be shy around me. I lifted the brunette lock of hair and put it behind her shoulders. I was surprised actually that her hair fell to the tips of her breasts.
“I’m embarrassed; I don’t normally, ever...” She put crossed hands across her chest.
“You’re a goddess.” I moved her arms out of my way and kissed the swells of those perfect breasts she was too shy to show me.
I slid both the straps down and the cups of her bra barely covered her pink nipples. I captured one in my teeth and the other in my fingers. She moaned and held on to my arms for support.
I slid my tongue up the cleft of her breasts all the way up to her earlobe. Then I gave her a choice.
“Either I take you here, on your floor, or I take you to your bed.” This was happening now.
She looked at me through lush eyelashes and a devilish smile curled her plush upper lip. God, she was wicked looking. Something in Bess had turned from sweet to spicy and I loved it.
“Here, the floor, now.” I was like a bull and that was the red cape.
We somehow went from standing to rolling and I shed my jacket, t-shirt and everything else in a flurry of arms and legs.
I ripped the bra away and exposed her gorgeous tits. I could not decide if I wanted them in my mouth or my hands so I settled for both.
I slid her panties off and then my hands found her hot and slick. She cried out as my palm pressed down on her soft curls. She was not bald down there and I was happy as hell. She was natural, the way a woman was supposed to be.
I had palmed a condom and situated it. I did not want to interrupt the moment with a birth control discussion and I am not sure if I could have formed words anyway.
She reached down and grabbed the length of me and I am sure my eyes rolled back in their sockets. I was going to have her, no more waiting.
“I fucking love this, Bess.”
She wrapped her legs around mine, and her arms at my shoulders. I hovered at her entrance and tested and teased while she writhed underneath me.
Then I could not stand it any longer. I drove into her hot center. She fit me like a glove. And there was something else. Something chemical about us that I knew from the moment I saw her the first time. We were right. Her body was made to be exactly where it was.
“Sawyer, oh
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