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entire flushed, little berry into my mouth, tasting her there. Then I cupped her right breast, massaging the soft tissue, molding it, knowing it was made to fit my grasp and loving the hell out of the feel of her.
Her hips bucked up underneath me, rubbing my cock against her pussy, and that was my cue to get things moving again.
Moving my mouth over to her right breast, I lapped at that nipple until she was moaning and squirming before I moved on.
Kissing down her sternum, I stopped to lick a circle around her belly button then returned to soft, little kisses as I moved down until I was lying between her legs, staring at the blonde curls covering her soft lips. Had I ever wanted a woman the way I wanted Ginny? Hell no.
Without wasting another second, I licked up the inside of her thigh, and she arched her back at the sensation. Holding her hips down, I finally delved in and gave a first, tentative lick to her clit. She gasped, so I tongued her again, running my tongue in circles around her nub to warm her up for me.
Wanting more of her, I ran my tongue down and slipped it inside of her, holding her lips open with my thumbs as I tasted her inner flesh.
Her muscles were already quivering, as if she were on the verge of orgasm, but on the verge wasn’t good enough. I wanted to push her over into the abyss of pleasure.
Pulling my tongue out of her, I went back to licking her clit while I used two fingers to gently stretch the tight walls of her pussy. I had to make her ready. I wasn’t a small man, and she was hugging my fingers like a vice.
Moving them in and out in a steady pace, rubbing against her G-spot as I did, I kept working both areas until she was begging for more, moaning my name and “pleases” and “dear God, more.” I wasn’t God by any means, but I would always give her more. Everything, in fact.
I pulled back long enough to insert three fingers and stretch her more. It was still going to be a tight fit, but it would all be in pleasure by the time I was done.
As I worked her center until she was sobbing, slippery, and screaming my name again, I felt her walls pulse around my digits, rippling as she orgasmed all over my hand.
Pulling back, I grabbed the condom I had placed on the bed earlier, ripped it open, and rolled it down my throbbing length. Then I moved back up between her legs and grabbed the back of her neck, waiting until she opened her eyes to look at me.
“You with me, angel?”
She nodded and bit her bottom lip again nervously. However, I needed more from her to make sure she wouldn’t regret this later.
“Tell me now; yes or no? Do you want me inside of you? If you say no, I won’t push you further.”
Her breath hitched and she whispered, “Please, Lucas, I want you.”
“You want me?” I whispered back.
She shook her head, and my heart dropped to the floor in shock. Was she saying no now?
“I don’t want you; I need you.”
The faint words registered in my brain, and my body took over from there. Lining up against her opening, I eased inside of her until she was full of me.
Dropping my forehead to hers, I then whispered back, “I need you, too, angel. Always.”
While I kissed her almost savagely, I pulled myself out to the tip and plunged back into her heat. The feel of her so tightly around me was better than any fantasy I had ever had, and it took everything I had not to come right then and there.
I needed more of her.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I continued to rock in and out of her, enjoying the way she grabbed my shoulders and dug her nails into the skin there. It was a slow rhythm, abandoning myself to the sensation of her surrounding me, losing myself to the feel and taste of her love.
Occasionally, she would raise her hips and thrust back, and I loved every second of it, because she was letting me know in every way she could that she was right there with me. Every thrust, every moan, every scratch was one more piece of evidence that I affected
Her hips bucked up underneath me, rubbing my cock against her pussy, and that was my cue to get things moving again.
Moving my mouth over to her right breast, I lapped at that nipple until she was moaning and squirming before I moved on.
Kissing down her sternum, I stopped to lick a circle around her belly button then returned to soft, little kisses as I moved down until I was lying between her legs, staring at the blonde curls covering her soft lips. Had I ever wanted a woman the way I wanted Ginny? Hell no.
Without wasting another second, I licked up the inside of her thigh, and she arched her back at the sensation. Holding her hips down, I finally delved in and gave a first, tentative lick to her clit. She gasped, so I tongued her again, running my tongue in circles around her nub to warm her up for me.
Wanting more of her, I ran my tongue down and slipped it inside of her, holding her lips open with my thumbs as I tasted her inner flesh.
Her muscles were already quivering, as if she were on the verge of orgasm, but on the verge wasn’t good enough. I wanted to push her over into the abyss of pleasure.
Pulling my tongue out of her, I went back to licking her clit while I used two fingers to gently stretch the tight walls of her pussy. I had to make her ready. I wasn’t a small man, and she was hugging my fingers like a vice.
Moving them in and out in a steady pace, rubbing against her G-spot as I did, I kept working both areas until she was begging for more, moaning my name and “pleases” and “dear God, more.” I wasn’t God by any means, but I would always give her more. Everything, in fact.
I pulled back long enough to insert three fingers and stretch her more. It was still going to be a tight fit, but it would all be in pleasure by the time I was done.
As I worked her center until she was sobbing, slippery, and screaming my name again, I felt her walls pulse around my digits, rippling as she orgasmed all over my hand.
Pulling back, I grabbed the condom I had placed on the bed earlier, ripped it open, and rolled it down my throbbing length. Then I moved back up between her legs and grabbed the back of her neck, waiting until she opened her eyes to look at me.
“You with me, angel?”
She nodded and bit her bottom lip again nervously. However, I needed more from her to make sure she wouldn’t regret this later.
“Tell me now; yes or no? Do you want me inside of you? If you say no, I won’t push you further.”
Her breath hitched and she whispered, “Please, Lucas, I want you.”
“You want me?” I whispered back.
She shook her head, and my heart dropped to the floor in shock. Was she saying no now?
“I don’t want you; I need you.”
The faint words registered in my brain, and my body took over from there. Lining up against her opening, I eased inside of her until she was full of me.
Dropping my forehead to hers, I then whispered back, “I need you, too, angel. Always.”
While I kissed her almost savagely, I pulled myself out to the tip and plunged back into her heat. The feel of her so tightly around me was better than any fantasy I had ever had, and it took everything I had not to come right then and there.
I needed more of her.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I continued to rock in and out of her, enjoying the way she grabbed my shoulders and dug her nails into the skin there. It was a slow rhythm, abandoning myself to the sensation of her surrounding me, losing myself to the feel and taste of her love.
Occasionally, she would raise her hips and thrust back, and I loved every second of it, because she was letting me know in every way she could that she was right there with me. Every thrust, every moan, every scratch was one more piece of evidence that I affected
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