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Authors: Harmony Raines
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to cover her with, the sun had begun to creep out of the courtyard, leaving it in shadow. Stirring, she found her body stiff, and had to flex her arms and legs to get them working.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Uhh. Hungover. But give me a minute and I'll feel better." She sat up, and brushed her hair from her face. Looking for Hope, she saw her exploring the flower beds, no doubt using it as a toilet, Connor had better not mind. Her thoughts returned to him, she studied his face carefully, trying to read what he had in store for her now. This was probably not how he had envisaged their time together. She had expected sex, sex and more sex. If he wanted a child in her belly, that was all that mattered. How had he realised she was not being honest?
He smiled down at her. "Feeling better?"
"A little." She reached out a hand and stroked his bare chest. "Do you ever wear a shirt?"
"Not so much at home." He looked down at her hand, his skin tensing where her fingers trailed. Slowly she moved them down to run along the top of his pants, feeling the wiry hair against her skin.
Raising herself up, she pulled herself closer to him, her hand cupping his face. Lightly, she kissed him, he responded, returning the kiss. Leaning forward she kissed him deeper, her tongue playing along his lips, and then searching for his tongue. He allowed her to go at her own pace, not hurrying her, but she saw his pants bulge, and knew she was arousing him. To help him with that, she slid her hand back down to cover the bulge, feeling him groan against her lips.
Connor cupped her breast in his hand, his thumb brushing her hard taut nipple. The sensation connected with her sex, her clit throbbing with need. She wanted to be touched there, to feel him inside her. Serena had never expected this, never expected to want him to make love to her, she had always assumed it would be forced, that she would have to make herself be with him intimately, Now she was the one instigating sex, and to show how much she wanted him she began to unzip his pants.
Once free, she stroked his cock, feeling him move against her hand. Rigid and hard, she moved her hand up and down the length of him, her hand slipping over the head of his cock, feeling the first of his pre come. She knew what men liked, and knelt by the side of him, her head lowering down to take him in her mouth.
"No," he said, his hand cupping her chin and lifting her face to look at his. "Not like that."
Her face dropped, and her lower lip trembled. "Don't you want me to please you?"
"Not like that." He sat up and kissed her lips. "I want to be inside you."
Serena let him guide her. He helped her to straddle his thighs, and lifted her up. Then his fingers pulled her panties to one side. Now she understood what he wanted from her. "What if I do it wrong?"
"There is no wrong way."
Serena lowered herself down onto his cock, feeling the press of it against her outer lips. Then she took the head inside, then a little more, the size of him stretching her. However, this time she was in control, and took him incredibly slowly, allowing them both to experience the sensation of skin against skin. She was wet, her slick heat making it easy and painless. Yet still incredible.
Closing her eyes she immersed herself in the sensations flooding her body. His hands stroking her skin, while his hardness moved to fill her. Slowly she took him inside her completely, her knees resting on the ground while she adjusted herself to him. He was so big, she was impaled on him, and yet it was so good, so right to be joined with him this way.
His fingers stroked the curve of her breast, and then pulled down the fabric of her dress, the straps no match for him. Her eyes flew open when his fingers went to the clasp of her bra and undid it, her breasts falling forward for his hungry mouth to capture.
Sucking her hard nipple into his mouth, he grazed it with his teeth before rolling his tongue over the taut little bud. Her sex
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Uhh. Hungover. But give me a minute and I'll feel better." She sat up, and brushed her hair from her face. Looking for Hope, she saw her exploring the flower beds, no doubt using it as a toilet, Connor had better not mind. Her thoughts returned to him, she studied his face carefully, trying to read what he had in store for her now. This was probably not how he had envisaged their time together. She had expected sex, sex and more sex. If he wanted a child in her belly, that was all that mattered. How had he realised she was not being honest?
He smiled down at her. "Feeling better?"
"A little." She reached out a hand and stroked his bare chest. "Do you ever wear a shirt?"
"Not so much at home." He looked down at her hand, his skin tensing where her fingers trailed. Slowly she moved them down to run along the top of his pants, feeling the wiry hair against her skin.
Raising herself up, she pulled herself closer to him, her hand cupping his face. Lightly, she kissed him, he responded, returning the kiss. Leaning forward she kissed him deeper, her tongue playing along his lips, and then searching for his tongue. He allowed her to go at her own pace, not hurrying her, but she saw his pants bulge, and knew she was arousing him. To help him with that, she slid her hand back down to cover the bulge, feeling him groan against her lips.
Connor cupped her breast in his hand, his thumb brushing her hard taut nipple. The sensation connected with her sex, her clit throbbing with need. She wanted to be touched there, to feel him inside her. Serena had never expected this, never expected to want him to make love to her, she had always assumed it would be forced, that she would have to make herself be with him intimately, Now she was the one instigating sex, and to show how much she wanted him she began to unzip his pants.
Once free, she stroked his cock, feeling him move against her hand. Rigid and hard, she moved her hand up and down the length of him, her hand slipping over the head of his cock, feeling the first of his pre come. She knew what men liked, and knelt by the side of him, her head lowering down to take him in her mouth.
"No," he said, his hand cupping her chin and lifting her face to look at his. "Not like that."
Her face dropped, and her lower lip trembled. "Don't you want me to please you?"
"Not like that." He sat up and kissed her lips. "I want to be inside you."
Serena let him guide her. He helped her to straddle his thighs, and lifted her up. Then his fingers pulled her panties to one side. Now she understood what he wanted from her. "What if I do it wrong?"
"There is no wrong way."
Serena lowered herself down onto his cock, feeling the press of it against her outer lips. Then she took the head inside, then a little more, the size of him stretching her. However, this time she was in control, and took him incredibly slowly, allowing them both to experience the sensation of skin against skin. She was wet, her slick heat making it easy and painless. Yet still incredible.
Closing her eyes she immersed herself in the sensations flooding her body. His hands stroking her skin, while his hardness moved to fill her. Slowly she took him inside her completely, her knees resting on the ground while she adjusted herself to him. He was so big, she was impaled on him, and yet it was so good, so right to be joined with him this way.
His fingers stroked the curve of her breast, and then pulled down the fabric of her dress, the straps no match for him. Her eyes flew open when his fingers went to the clasp of her bra and undid it, her breasts falling forward for his hungry mouth to capture.
Sucking her hard nipple into his mouth, he grazed it with his teeth before rolling his tongue over the taut little bud. Her sex
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