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Authors: Sharon Hamilton
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heard the vibration of his guttural response when her lips touched his chest, her tongue encircled his nipples, and her teeth nipped at him gently.
She was breathless, starved for him. He rewarded her sighs by lifting her in his arms and laying her on the bed. He watched as she wiggled her way out of her jeans. He matched her by removing his, and then uncovering his massive torso. She watched his corded muscles move just under the surface of his tanned and scarred skin.
Fully bare to him, she let him gaze at her in the morning light. Her peach was dripping with anticipation. After sheathing himself, his beautiful frame came to kneel over her. Then he gently pressed down his body, holding himself flat, like one long plank, touching her first with his cock at her belly button and then covering her warmly, as she lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She fully accepted his girth, riding him, moving her hips to his penetration, at first slow and deliberate, and then settled into a rhythm that ignited her. She felt how easily he slipped in and out of her wet channel. Arching backward, the back of her head rooted down into the pillow, she dropped her legs, pressed her heels to the bed and met him, shoving her pelvis onto his shaft while he plunged in relentlessly deep. The pre-orgasm drowning sensation, the feeling that she would never get enough of him, like she needed more air, overtook her, and her internal muscles began to pulse and snap tight against him.
“Yes, baby. Sweetheart, fly away with me, baby.”
“Oh, God, Luke. I love this.”
“Yes, it’s good for me too, baby,” he whispered, burrowing his face into the side of her neck and beginning to suck.
Her bones were made of rubber. She merged all around him, rubbing his ass with her palms and then pulling him deeper. Crying out for him as her shattering rocketed throughout her body. She began to whimper, her self-control now fully gone. She was pliable, putty in his arms, needing his hardness, needing to feel his muscular shoulders, taste the sweat at the top of his breastbone. He was arching, groaning and she wanted to feel his groan in her mouth so she rose and begged, pressing her lips to his, and sucking his tongue deep.
The jerking of his cock while her sensitive walls clasped him encouraged him to spurt his seed, gave them delicious seconds of respite. The refreshing satisfaction of two bodies in perfect synch, both needing and serving up each other’s passion equally.
As he collapsed against her chest, she traced her fingertips over his back and butt cheeks, rewarded with an occasional jerk her touch stimulated in him. She loved the feel of this warrior’s body on top of her, in her, all around her. His strong arms held her as no other had ever done. The world was a magical, safe place again, as long as Luke was there with her.
Chapter 11
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L uke was deliciously tired from their lovemaking. Afterwards, as they were catching their breath, she didn’t stop the soft caresses at his back, and he found himself slipping into a pool of apricot light. He felt safe. Loved. He was grateful he’d had enough sense not to scare her away. He was also grateful he’d gotten a chance to make things a little more right with her, emotionally. Or at least he hoped it’s what had happened. In his current state, he wasn’t quite sure.
He told himself it wasn’t just because they were going to be family, it was because he’d known it was the right thing to do, even if she never wanted to have anything more to do with him after. He’d hated himself for how he’d treated her, and hoped she didn’t still feel he had taken more than he had given. It was worth the risk, and at the first sign of resistance, he planned to stop.
But she went with him to the place where there wasn’t any pain, where the future wasn’t a dreaded, dark place. Where everywhere around him the people he cared about hadn’t left him. She stayed, holding his hand for
She was breathless, starved for him. He rewarded her sighs by lifting her in his arms and laying her on the bed. He watched as she wiggled her way out of her jeans. He matched her by removing his, and then uncovering his massive torso. She watched his corded muscles move just under the surface of his tanned and scarred skin.
Fully bare to him, she let him gaze at her in the morning light. Her peach was dripping with anticipation. After sheathing himself, his beautiful frame came to kneel over her. Then he gently pressed down his body, holding himself flat, like one long plank, touching her first with his cock at her belly button and then covering her warmly, as she lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She fully accepted his girth, riding him, moving her hips to his penetration, at first slow and deliberate, and then settled into a rhythm that ignited her. She felt how easily he slipped in and out of her wet channel. Arching backward, the back of her head rooted down into the pillow, she dropped her legs, pressed her heels to the bed and met him, shoving her pelvis onto his shaft while he plunged in relentlessly deep. The pre-orgasm drowning sensation, the feeling that she would never get enough of him, like she needed more air, overtook her, and her internal muscles began to pulse and snap tight against him.
“Yes, baby. Sweetheart, fly away with me, baby.”
“Oh, God, Luke. I love this.”
“Yes, it’s good for me too, baby,” he whispered, burrowing his face into the side of her neck and beginning to suck.
Her bones were made of rubber. She merged all around him, rubbing his ass with her palms and then pulling him deeper. Crying out for him as her shattering rocketed throughout her body. She began to whimper, her self-control now fully gone. She was pliable, putty in his arms, needing his hardness, needing to feel his muscular shoulders, taste the sweat at the top of his breastbone. He was arching, groaning and she wanted to feel his groan in her mouth so she rose and begged, pressing her lips to his, and sucking his tongue deep.
The jerking of his cock while her sensitive walls clasped him encouraged him to spurt his seed, gave them delicious seconds of respite. The refreshing satisfaction of two bodies in perfect synch, both needing and serving up each other’s passion equally.
As he collapsed against her chest, she traced her fingertips over his back and butt cheeks, rewarded with an occasional jerk her touch stimulated in him. She loved the feel of this warrior’s body on top of her, in her, all around her. His strong arms held her as no other had ever done. The world was a magical, safe place again, as long as Luke was there with her.
Chapter 11
‡
L uke was deliciously tired from their lovemaking. Afterwards, as they were catching their breath, she didn’t stop the soft caresses at his back, and he found himself slipping into a pool of apricot light. He felt safe. Loved. He was grateful he’d had enough sense not to scare her away. He was also grateful he’d gotten a chance to make things a little more right with her, emotionally. Or at least he hoped it’s what had happened. In his current state, he wasn’t quite sure.
He told himself it wasn’t just because they were going to be family, it was because he’d known it was the right thing to do, even if she never wanted to have anything more to do with him after. He’d hated himself for how he’d treated her, and hoped she didn’t still feel he had taken more than he had given. It was worth the risk, and at the first sign of resistance, he planned to stop.
But she went with him to the place where there wasn’t any pain, where the future wasn’t a dreaded, dark place. Where everywhere around him the people he cared about hadn’t left him. She stayed, holding his hand for
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