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Authors: Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale
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he mirrored the gesture. It was electric, the way he made her feel.
Sienna interlocked her fingers behind his neck as his hands stilled on her shoulders. Arlen’s gaze roamed over her face one last time before his mouth came down on hers, soft yet demanding.
What am I getting myself into? the last shred of rationality questioned from within, but got buried under the wave of I don’t care .
Eleven
Sienna
S ienna pushed her lips against Arlen’s in blind need to be closer to him. His fingers on her shoulders tightened as his tongue slipped into her mouth, claiming it with sensual thoroughness. He tasted of citrus and salt, as probably did she.
But it wasn’t the alcohol they’d consumed that made her head spin.
Her whole body seemed to sigh as she molded herself against him. Arlen released her shoulders and brought his hands down, grabbing her thighs and pulling her onto his lap, so her legs splayed out on either side of him.
A choked groan escaped his throat when their hips pressed together. Sienna’s hands roamed to the carved ridges of his stomach, dipping beneath the hem of his shirt and pulling it upwards. His taut skin was cool under her touch and she wanted to feel it everywhere around her, on her.
Arlen’s hard cock was pushed against her slit and she gasped when she first realized it.
Holy hell!
He wasn’t just packing heat, he was really packing heat. Between the perfection of his body and the size of his cock, Sienna thought she might have just passed out and had the best dream of her life. But he was very much real. She began to rock herself against him, growing wetter by the second, whimpering with need.
He broke the kiss only to pull off his shirt. Their tongues continued to tangle, wild and unrelenting. Arlen’s hands slid up her thighs and under her shirt, leaving tingles in their wake. When his rough palms covered her breasts, she moaned into his mouth, her nipples puckering.
The hunger with which he kissed her drove her insane. And the more urgently she responded to him, the more ravenous he became. It was like they fed off of each other, in an unending loop of lust that Sienna wished would last forever.
Arlen pulled down her bra roughly and started rolling her nipples between his fingers, sending waves of heat rippling through her core. The throb between her thighs was growing unbearable.
She wanted him, needed him, had to have all of him.
“I want you,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Not as much as I want you,” he growled, pushing her onto her back with the weight of his body.
It wasn’t like she was about to argue with that kind of conviction.
She lay on the couch, all but flattened under his body and enjoying every second of it. His erection rubbed against her swollen clit, making her squirm against him. He pushed off of her, ripping off her clothes until she was completely naked in front of him.
Arlen smiled as he mapped every inch of her with his eyes. She loved the way he looked at her, like her every curve, dip and ripple was utter perfection.
“Please…” Sienna said breathlessly, running her fingers down her chest, right between her breasts.
He hurriedly peeled off his jeans before kissing his way up her thighs and to her pussy. Her back arched when that first, slow lick spread her open, setting every nerve ending on fire. Arlen went to work, lapping and sucking at her center until she felt like every bone in her body had melted.
Her fingers curled in his dirty-blond hair and the strands felt just as silky under her touch as she’d imagined them.
He expertly built up the pressure inside her, circling his tongue over her clit while his hands roamed all over her. Sienna let the sensations carry her away. The whole building could have collapsed around them, and she wouldn’t have noticed.
It didn’t take long until a trembling release shook all over her body as she climaxed with a silent scream. She’d been so wound up that just touching Arlen could
Sienna interlocked her fingers behind his neck as his hands stilled on her shoulders. Arlen’s gaze roamed over her face one last time before his mouth came down on hers, soft yet demanding.
What am I getting myself into? the last shred of rationality questioned from within, but got buried under the wave of I don’t care .
Eleven
Sienna
S ienna pushed her lips against Arlen’s in blind need to be closer to him. His fingers on her shoulders tightened as his tongue slipped into her mouth, claiming it with sensual thoroughness. He tasted of citrus and salt, as probably did she.
But it wasn’t the alcohol they’d consumed that made her head spin.
Her whole body seemed to sigh as she molded herself against him. Arlen released her shoulders and brought his hands down, grabbing her thighs and pulling her onto his lap, so her legs splayed out on either side of him.
A choked groan escaped his throat when their hips pressed together. Sienna’s hands roamed to the carved ridges of his stomach, dipping beneath the hem of his shirt and pulling it upwards. His taut skin was cool under her touch and she wanted to feel it everywhere around her, on her.
Arlen’s hard cock was pushed against her slit and she gasped when she first realized it.
Holy hell!
He wasn’t just packing heat, he was really packing heat. Between the perfection of his body and the size of his cock, Sienna thought she might have just passed out and had the best dream of her life. But he was very much real. She began to rock herself against him, growing wetter by the second, whimpering with need.
He broke the kiss only to pull off his shirt. Their tongues continued to tangle, wild and unrelenting. Arlen’s hands slid up her thighs and under her shirt, leaving tingles in their wake. When his rough palms covered her breasts, she moaned into his mouth, her nipples puckering.
The hunger with which he kissed her drove her insane. And the more urgently she responded to him, the more ravenous he became. It was like they fed off of each other, in an unending loop of lust that Sienna wished would last forever.
Arlen pulled down her bra roughly and started rolling her nipples between his fingers, sending waves of heat rippling through her core. The throb between her thighs was growing unbearable.
She wanted him, needed him, had to have all of him.
“I want you,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Not as much as I want you,” he growled, pushing her onto her back with the weight of his body.
It wasn’t like she was about to argue with that kind of conviction.
She lay on the couch, all but flattened under his body and enjoying every second of it. His erection rubbed against her swollen clit, making her squirm against him. He pushed off of her, ripping off her clothes until she was completely naked in front of him.
Arlen smiled as he mapped every inch of her with his eyes. She loved the way he looked at her, like her every curve, dip and ripple was utter perfection.
“Please…” Sienna said breathlessly, running her fingers down her chest, right between her breasts.
He hurriedly peeled off his jeans before kissing his way up her thighs and to her pussy. Her back arched when that first, slow lick spread her open, setting every nerve ending on fire. Arlen went to work, lapping and sucking at her center until she felt like every bone in her body had melted.
Her fingers curled in his dirty-blond hair and the strands felt just as silky under her touch as she’d imagined them.
He expertly built up the pressure inside her, circling his tongue over her clit while his hands roamed all over her. Sienna let the sensations carry her away. The whole building could have collapsed around them, and she wouldn’t have noticed.
It didn’t take long until a trembling release shook all over her body as she climaxed with a silent scream. She’d been so wound up that just touching Arlen could
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