She let herself go. Throwing her head back, her legs loosened around his waist, giving him full access to her. He was so big and strong, she felt both helpless and protected in his arms.
hen he dropped to his knees and wrapped her legs around his shoulders she cried out in surprised excitement. He was gentle as he probed her swollen folds with his tongue, lapping upward and around her clit like he had the other night. She could tell by his slow, savoring actions that he genuinely enjoyed going down on her. She thoroughly enjoyed his efforts. Even with her limited sexual experience, she knew he was good. The best. His tongue was thick, long, and talented. He used it with the precision of a surgeon, stroking, licking, spanking her hard little nub to heights where she had never gone. He held her steady with one hand and slid the other around her backside. Her hips rolled against his mouth as he ravaged her.
Breathless, she hung suspended in erotic nirvana. His fingers caressed her ass cheek while he rubbed his thumb up and down the tight bud of her anal opening. It was an erogenous zone of hers that she had never known she had until Evan touched her there by mistake one night. Simon didn’t try to enter, he just stroked and applied pressure as he licked and sucked her pussy. Slowly he plundered her seam, languidly sliding his tongue into her, deeply lapping her honey, making deep satisfied sounds. He nibbled her sensitive clitoris, then flicked it with his tongue, but what he did next, suckling it gently into his blistering wet mouth and holding on to it as he flicked it with his tongue, drove her crazy. He stroked her and licked her, kissed her and coddled her. He swirled his tongue around her, devouring her inch by inch until she could no longer contain the orgasm that had been building since she woke up in his bed.
His tempo quickened as her hips picked up rhythm. He didn’t mind her wanton thrusts against his face. His hand on her ass kept her in check, and as he dug his fingers into her cheek, and sucked her clit harder between his lips, her body gushed warmth. She roughly cried out when the orgasm tore out of her, vibrating from her core to his lips. He growled against her, enjoying the way her body shattered around his mouth. Her body twisted and writhed against him, pulling hard at the restraints and showerhead. God it felt good to be at his mercy. She relished the excitement of knowing he could do anything to her sexually and she would love it. Holding her steady, Simon pushed her toward another orgasm. “Ah, Simon,” she moaned, “I can’t—it’s too much.”
Her words only served to incite his lips and hands to a higher level of manipulation and pleasure. He slid his hand from her bottom and then pushed a thick finger into her convulsing body. His tongue swept back and forth across her clit, and just as she tensed for the next orgasm, he suckled her into his mouth and tapped her G-spot with a second finger. It sent her shooting to the moon.
God, she wanted freedom to dig her hands into his hair—oh, God, the intensity of the orgasm rocked through her, one shock wave after another. Her body jerked and heaved against his. “Simon …” she crooned. “Simon …”
He pulled away from her and all she could do was hang limp beneath the warm spray of water. He grabbed her leg and hiked her up against the tile. Wrapping her legs around his narrow waist he drove that lovely cock of his into her to the hilt.
“Simon—” she hoarsely sobbed, barely able to speak his name. He filled her to capacity. Beyond sublime. He didn’t move as her pussy muscles spasmodically fisted him, pulling him deeply into her.
Her hips trembled as she resisted the urge to move against him. A whimper escaped her lips.
“No, no, sweetheart,” he cajoled, licking her parted lips. “Don’t move, not yet, or it will be over for us both.”
Her body convulsed around his, refusing to unlock around him, and
hen he dropped to his knees and wrapped her legs around his shoulders she cried out in surprised excitement. He was gentle as he probed her swollen folds with his tongue, lapping upward and around her clit like he had the other night. She could tell by his slow, savoring actions that he genuinely enjoyed going down on her. She thoroughly enjoyed his efforts. Even with her limited sexual experience, she knew he was good. The best. His tongue was thick, long, and talented. He used it with the precision of a surgeon, stroking, licking, spanking her hard little nub to heights where she had never gone. He held her steady with one hand and slid the other around her backside. Her hips rolled against his mouth as he ravaged her.
Breathless, she hung suspended in erotic nirvana. His fingers caressed her ass cheek while he rubbed his thumb up and down the tight bud of her anal opening. It was an erogenous zone of hers that she had never known she had until Evan touched her there by mistake one night. Simon didn’t try to enter, he just stroked and applied pressure as he licked and sucked her pussy. Slowly he plundered her seam, languidly sliding his tongue into her, deeply lapping her honey, making deep satisfied sounds. He nibbled her sensitive clitoris, then flicked it with his tongue, but what he did next, suckling it gently into his blistering wet mouth and holding on to it as he flicked it with his tongue, drove her crazy. He stroked her and licked her, kissed her and coddled her. He swirled his tongue around her, devouring her inch by inch until she could no longer contain the orgasm that had been building since she woke up in his bed.
His tempo quickened as her hips picked up rhythm. He didn’t mind her wanton thrusts against his face. His hand on her ass kept her in check, and as he dug his fingers into her cheek, and sucked her clit harder between his lips, her body gushed warmth. She roughly cried out when the orgasm tore out of her, vibrating from her core to his lips. He growled against her, enjoying the way her body shattered around his mouth. Her body twisted and writhed against him, pulling hard at the restraints and showerhead. God it felt good to be at his mercy. She relished the excitement of knowing he could do anything to her sexually and she would love it. Holding her steady, Simon pushed her toward another orgasm. “Ah, Simon,” she moaned, “I can’t—it’s too much.”
Her words only served to incite his lips and hands to a higher level of manipulation and pleasure. He slid his hand from her bottom and then pushed a thick finger into her convulsing body. His tongue swept back and forth across her clit, and just as she tensed for the next orgasm, he suckled her into his mouth and tapped her G-spot with a second finger. It sent her shooting to the moon.
God, she wanted freedom to dig her hands into his hair—oh, God, the intensity of the orgasm rocked through her, one shock wave after another. Her body jerked and heaved against his. “Simon …” she crooned. “Simon …”
He pulled away from her and all she could do was hang limp beneath the warm spray of water. He grabbed her leg and hiked her up against the tile. Wrapping her legs around his narrow waist he drove that lovely cock of his into her to the hilt.
“Simon—” she hoarsely sobbed, barely able to speak his name. He filled her to capacity. Beyond sublime. He didn’t move as her pussy muscles spasmodically fisted him, pulling him deeply into her.
Her hips trembled as she resisted the urge to move against him. A whimper escaped her lips.
“No, no, sweetheart,” he cajoled, licking her parted lips. “Don’t move, not yet, or it will be over for us both.”
Her body convulsed around his, refusing to unlock around him, and
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