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“When I get inside you, I might not last two minutes.” He wrapped his arm around her middle and lifted her. “Get on the bed.”
Her knees found purchase on the bed and she crouched on her hands and knees. He leaned over her, fit the length of his blue-steel erection into the cleft of her bottom and released a groan of unadulterated pleasure. He slid open-mouthed kisses across her shoulders, the taste and scent of her fragrant skin intoxicating. At the same time, he glided his hands down her ribs and over the rise of her hips.
“You feel like silk,” he whispered, hooking his fingers in the elastic waist of those tiny panties. With shaking fingers, he watched himself peel them down, admiring the porcelain-like perfection of her bare bottom. He trailed his open mouth over it, skimmed his fingers along the seam of it and bit into her ass cheek.
She gave a little cry and tried to shift and spread her knees, but couldn’t, bound as she was by her panties. Her breath came in shallow pants. “Pic. I can’t move.”
He hung on with his teeth and dipped his middle digit into her sex, pushed it deeply into her smooth wet channel. Her vaginal muscles clutched it and her bottom lifted to him. He added a second finger as an ache passed through his lower abdomen. He needed to come, but he couldn’t until she did. He began to count cattle passing through a corral gate.
Barely holding on to control, he trailed licks and kisses back up to her shoulders, bit into the soft place where her shoulder joined her neck and at the same time, splayed his hand over her belly, anchoring her in place. She gasped. He curved his finger inside her wet warmth and rubbed, seeking that elusive sweet spot. She grunted and her hands fisted the covers.
“Good?” He worked his finger rhythmically. “Go ahead and come, baby.…”
A low sound rasped from her throat and an instant later, she sobbed out and her muscles contracted against his finger with amazing strength, nearly wiping out his tenuous control. Before she finished, he pulled out his finger.
“Oh, no! Not yet,” she cried, shifting from knee to knee.
“Easy, baby. I’m gonna take care of you.” He dropped to the floor in a squat and leaned into her, nuzzled her wet, slick sex. Her woman’s scent hit him like a blast, tightening his balls. He parted her swollen lips with his fingertips, smoothed her crisp brown curls out of his way.
Her opening was flexing hard and s he was mewing and whimpering, her hips swaying from side to side. “Don’t tease me, Pic….Please…”
He loved hearing her plead, loved the feeling of power and control. “Not teasing.” He clasped the outside of her trembling thighs, stilling her. Holding her in place, he rimmed her creamy opening with the tip of his tongue. He loved the taste of her pussy. He alternately penetrated and suckled, humming his own pleasure against her flesh. She moaned and whimpered. Her muscles reflexively tried to draw his tongue deeper.
When she began to make little grunting noises, he dragged his tongue down the length of her cleft and found her clit plumped and wet. He took his time fluttering his tongue over the tiny pearl. She whined and begged. He smoothed his hands over her firm ass, slid a thumb into the cleft of her bottom and found her little pucker; at the same time he sucked her clit into his mouth.
She gasped and cried out and climaxed instantly. “Oh!...Oh, my God!...Pic!” Her knees tried to work, but he held her in place while he sucked her clit with a steady rhythm. She whined like a puppy until on a breathless outcry, she peaked again, but he didn’t stop, making her orgasm go on and on.
All at once, she twisted away from his mouth, reaching back with a shaking hand, trying to rid herself of the panties binding her knees. “Pic, I can’t stand it….I’m going crazy. I need you inside me. Help me.”
On fire with his own need, with her help, he yanked the panties from around her knees and
Her knees found purchase on the bed and she crouched on her hands and knees. He leaned over her, fit the length of his blue-steel erection into the cleft of her bottom and released a groan of unadulterated pleasure. He slid open-mouthed kisses across her shoulders, the taste and scent of her fragrant skin intoxicating. At the same time, he glided his hands down her ribs and over the rise of her hips.
“You feel like silk,” he whispered, hooking his fingers in the elastic waist of those tiny panties. With shaking fingers, he watched himself peel them down, admiring the porcelain-like perfection of her bare bottom. He trailed his open mouth over it, skimmed his fingers along the seam of it and bit into her ass cheek.
She gave a little cry and tried to shift and spread her knees, but couldn’t, bound as she was by her panties. Her breath came in shallow pants. “Pic. I can’t move.”
He hung on with his teeth and dipped his middle digit into her sex, pushed it deeply into her smooth wet channel. Her vaginal muscles clutched it and her bottom lifted to him. He added a second finger as an ache passed through his lower abdomen. He needed to come, but he couldn’t until she did. He began to count cattle passing through a corral gate.
Barely holding on to control, he trailed licks and kisses back up to her shoulders, bit into the soft place where her shoulder joined her neck and at the same time, splayed his hand over her belly, anchoring her in place. She gasped. He curved his finger inside her wet warmth and rubbed, seeking that elusive sweet spot. She grunted and her hands fisted the covers.
“Good?” He worked his finger rhythmically. “Go ahead and come, baby.…”
A low sound rasped from her throat and an instant later, she sobbed out and her muscles contracted against his finger with amazing strength, nearly wiping out his tenuous control. Before she finished, he pulled out his finger.
“Oh, no! Not yet,” she cried, shifting from knee to knee.
“Easy, baby. I’m gonna take care of you.” He dropped to the floor in a squat and leaned into her, nuzzled her wet, slick sex. Her woman’s scent hit him like a blast, tightening his balls. He parted her swollen lips with his fingertips, smoothed her crisp brown curls out of his way.
Her opening was flexing hard and s he was mewing and whimpering, her hips swaying from side to side. “Don’t tease me, Pic….Please…”
He loved hearing her plead, loved the feeling of power and control. “Not teasing.” He clasped the outside of her trembling thighs, stilling her. Holding her in place, he rimmed her creamy opening with the tip of his tongue. He loved the taste of her pussy. He alternately penetrated and suckled, humming his own pleasure against her flesh. She moaned and whimpered. Her muscles reflexively tried to draw his tongue deeper.
When she began to make little grunting noises, he dragged his tongue down the length of her cleft and found her clit plumped and wet. He took his time fluttering his tongue over the tiny pearl. She whined and begged. He smoothed his hands over her firm ass, slid a thumb into the cleft of her bottom and found her little pucker; at the same time he sucked her clit into his mouth.
She gasped and cried out and climaxed instantly. “Oh!...Oh, my God!...Pic!” Her knees tried to work, but he held her in place while he sucked her clit with a steady rhythm. She whined like a puppy until on a breathless outcry, she peaked again, but he didn’t stop, making her orgasm go on and on.
All at once, she twisted away from his mouth, reaching back with a shaking hand, trying to rid herself of the panties binding her knees. “Pic, I can’t stand it….I’m going crazy. I need you inside me. Help me.”
On fire with his own need, with her help, he yanked the panties from around her knees and
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