pants, sliding the zipper down. Her fingers caressed his erection as she worked.
Bryan made no move to stop her, but she’d definitely caught his attention. Spreading his pants open, she went in for the kill.
Running her hand along his hard cock, she let his boxers serve as a barrier for only a moment. Then she pulled back the elastic and dove in.
Bryan released a short burst of air when she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his dick with a firm grip. Laura glanced down. Bryan was better endowed than she was used to. Rather than frighten her, that fact notched her excitement up even more.
She smiled at him, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek, before dropping to her knees.
“Jesus,” Bryan muttered.
Before he could stop her, she took the head of his cock in her mouth, teasing the opening with her tongue before moving. On each pass, she thrust deeper. Laura added suction to the motion of her tongue as it pressed against the sensitive spot just below the mushroomed head of his dick.
Bryan’s fingers tangled in her hair, gradually pulling harder until her scalp stung and tears sprang to her eyes. She didn’t complain. She couldn’t. The rough touch was driving her insane. Her pussy clenched, making demands, and her nipples grew taut. She briefly considered using one of her hands to take care of her own needs while she used the other to grip the base of Bryan’s cock, to cup and squeeze his balls.
Before she could put the plan into action, Bryan reached down, putting his hands under her arms to lift her. Quickly and efficiently, he tucked his cock back into his boxers and refastened his pants.
She started to protest, but he shook his head, his face suddenly chiseled in stone. He’d been close to coming. She’d known it. His expression betrayed him. It appeared he did like to be in control and she’d almost made him lose it. A strong sense of empowerment rushed through her, but before she could push him even further, Bryan regained the upper hand.
He dragged her bra down, baring her breasts. The lacy material abraded her already sensitive flesh. She gasped. Then Bryan was there. He sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, drawing on it until stars flew behind Laura’s closed eyes. Her head flew back against the door.
Everything he did felt carnal, wild. They hadn’t even gotten to the sex part and Laura was already overwhelmed, achy. Her body was over-stimulated, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything beyond her painful need.
Bryan brought her back to reality with a sharp pinch to her other nipple. It hurt for only a second until he stroked the soreness away with his tongue.
Pleasure and pain had never been wrapped up so tightly in her mind before. She longed for both. What did that mean?
“Where’s your bedroom?” His voice was husky, deeper than normal.
“Upstairs.”
“Get there.” He stepped away, allowing her only enough space as needed for her to walk toward the staircase. He was right behind her, the heat of his body still touching her back.
She’d only taken two steps when he wrapped his arm around her waist and halted her. His hand crept along the inside of her thigh.
“I want to see if you were lying about the panties.”
She grinned. She wasn’t. She never wore underwear, had given them up nearly a decade earlier. It had been one of her first acts of rebellion, small and silly though it seemed to her now.
Bryan’s hand cupped her bare ass as he gave her a murmur of approval. His fingers drifted along her slit. Laura bent forward, using the step near her head for support. She parted her legs to allow him better access. Bryan took advantage of it.
He lost no time pushing one, then two fingers inside her. Laura cried out, surprised and thrilled by the sudden invasion. She was wet and more than ready for him.
God. At this rate, they’d never make it to her bedroom.
Bryan thrust in and out several times before driving deep one last time. He left his fingers buried
Bryan made no move to stop her, but she’d definitely caught his attention. Spreading his pants open, she went in for the kill.
Running her hand along his hard cock, she let his boxers serve as a barrier for only a moment. Then she pulled back the elastic and dove in.
Bryan released a short burst of air when she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his dick with a firm grip. Laura glanced down. Bryan was better endowed than she was used to. Rather than frighten her, that fact notched her excitement up even more.
She smiled at him, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek, before dropping to her knees.
“Jesus,” Bryan muttered.
Before he could stop her, she took the head of his cock in her mouth, teasing the opening with her tongue before moving. On each pass, she thrust deeper. Laura added suction to the motion of her tongue as it pressed against the sensitive spot just below the mushroomed head of his dick.
Bryan’s fingers tangled in her hair, gradually pulling harder until her scalp stung and tears sprang to her eyes. She didn’t complain. She couldn’t. The rough touch was driving her insane. Her pussy clenched, making demands, and her nipples grew taut. She briefly considered using one of her hands to take care of her own needs while she used the other to grip the base of Bryan’s cock, to cup and squeeze his balls.
Before she could put the plan into action, Bryan reached down, putting his hands under her arms to lift her. Quickly and efficiently, he tucked his cock back into his boxers and refastened his pants.
She started to protest, but he shook his head, his face suddenly chiseled in stone. He’d been close to coming. She’d known it. His expression betrayed him. It appeared he did like to be in control and she’d almost made him lose it. A strong sense of empowerment rushed through her, but before she could push him even further, Bryan regained the upper hand.
He dragged her bra down, baring her breasts. The lacy material abraded her already sensitive flesh. She gasped. Then Bryan was there. He sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, drawing on it until stars flew behind Laura’s closed eyes. Her head flew back against the door.
Everything he did felt carnal, wild. They hadn’t even gotten to the sex part and Laura was already overwhelmed, achy. Her body was over-stimulated, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything beyond her painful need.
Bryan brought her back to reality with a sharp pinch to her other nipple. It hurt for only a second until he stroked the soreness away with his tongue.
Pleasure and pain had never been wrapped up so tightly in her mind before. She longed for both. What did that mean?
“Where’s your bedroom?” His voice was husky, deeper than normal.
“Upstairs.”
“Get there.” He stepped away, allowing her only enough space as needed for her to walk toward the staircase. He was right behind her, the heat of his body still touching her back.
She’d only taken two steps when he wrapped his arm around her waist and halted her. His hand crept along the inside of her thigh.
“I want to see if you were lying about the panties.”
She grinned. She wasn’t. She never wore underwear, had given them up nearly a decade earlier. It had been one of her first acts of rebellion, small and silly though it seemed to her now.
Bryan’s hand cupped her bare ass as he gave her a murmur of approval. His fingers drifted along her slit. Laura bent forward, using the step near her head for support. She parted her legs to allow him better access. Bryan took advantage of it.
He lost no time pushing one, then two fingers inside her. Laura cried out, surprised and thrilled by the sudden invasion. She was wet and more than ready for him.
God. At this rate, they’d never make it to her bedroom.
Bryan thrust in and out several times before driving deep one last time. He left his fingers buried
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