she lay bare beneath him, he set about exploring her every inch with his mouth. His cock strained against his fly, determined to gain release. But he tamped down his desires, wanting first to look at her body in the light.
He turned her this way and that, finding each tiny freckle. The curls covering her sex were dark red and glistening with moisture. He groaned and buried his face between her fragrant breasts.
"How did I find a woman as beautiful as you? I love the look of you, the feel of you...the taste of you.” He claimed her mouth again in a tongue-swirling kiss that stole his control.
He reached between her legs and stoked her fires. Pressing her hard nubbin with his thumb, he sank his fingers into her wet folds.
Heat tore up his arm, traveled down his shoulder, and lodged somewhere around his heart. He bit off a groan. Fuck, she was ready for him. Soaking wet.
He slowly eased his fingers from her, leaving her gasping. Holding her gaze, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and lapped his digits clean of her juices.
"I-I want to taste you too, Graham.” She placed a hot palm on his groin. Flames licked his insides.
"Christ, woman. You undo me.” He pressed on her wrist, pushing her hand harder against his erection. His balls swelled with impending release.
With a growl, he tore her hand away and dove between her thighs. Gripping her dainty ankles, he pressed her legs upward, spreading her pussy to his mouth. He opened his lips over the slick folds, driving his tongue deep into her channel.
She bucked against his face, humping his tongue. He licked the core of her, stretching his tongue deeper in an effort to reach her neediest spot. Then, lapping upward, he found her pulsating clit. He suckled it gently, applying the scantest pressure.
Twisting her fists into the bedding, she cried out. “Graham, I need you!"
"You need this.” He swirled his tongue over her hardened pearl again and again, feeling her tense with each pass. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and thrust them.
She quivered all over. He gazed up the length of her body, watching the bliss claim her beautiful features. Her pale skin was bathed in a sheen of perspiration, and her auburn hair tumbled into one hooded blue eye.
He curled his fingers.
Waves of release broke over her. Her hips rose and fell to the rhythm of his heart. Her orgasm sent shocks up his arm, and another bit of his heart cracked open and flowed out to her.
Before she completely came down from the high of her release, he was shoving off his pants and had poised himself between her thighs. She wrapped them around his hips. A current of passion hung between their gazes as he slowly entered her.
She pinched her eyes shut, and her face twisted with pleasure. “Fill me, Graham."
Her bold words drove him on. He sank balls-deep. Covering her with his body, he captured her mouth in a searing kiss. A fog of sensation surrounded her, stealing her senses. She could only think in fragments.
For long minutes, their kiss spiraled out of control as he moved within her depths. The pain of their first encounter was long gone, leaving only a bit of tenderness and a lot of need.
Rocking against him, taking him deeper, she watched his handsome features spasm. Her juices drenched him, and her walls contracted sporadically around him—an aftereffect of the toe-curling release he'd just given her.
His scents dizzied her. Male and leather and a hint of hay. He'd shaved for their wedding day, but the faint shadow of hair was already present on his cheeks and jaw. She outlined the shape of his face with her kisses, tasting, nipping, scraping her teeth against his jaw.
He took her higher and higher, hitching her legs farther up on his waist. After plunging into her this way for a minute, he wrapped his fingers around her ankles and brought her legs up before him.
Instantly, she was at the pinnacle of pleasure. She clung to the edge of the cliff of ecstasy. One more thrust, and she was
He turned her this way and that, finding each tiny freckle. The curls covering her sex were dark red and glistening with moisture. He groaned and buried his face between her fragrant breasts.
"How did I find a woman as beautiful as you? I love the look of you, the feel of you...the taste of you.” He claimed her mouth again in a tongue-swirling kiss that stole his control.
He reached between her legs and stoked her fires. Pressing her hard nubbin with his thumb, he sank his fingers into her wet folds.
Heat tore up his arm, traveled down his shoulder, and lodged somewhere around his heart. He bit off a groan. Fuck, she was ready for him. Soaking wet.
He slowly eased his fingers from her, leaving her gasping. Holding her gaze, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and lapped his digits clean of her juices.
"I-I want to taste you too, Graham.” She placed a hot palm on his groin. Flames licked his insides.
"Christ, woman. You undo me.” He pressed on her wrist, pushing her hand harder against his erection. His balls swelled with impending release.
With a growl, he tore her hand away and dove between her thighs. Gripping her dainty ankles, he pressed her legs upward, spreading her pussy to his mouth. He opened his lips over the slick folds, driving his tongue deep into her channel.
She bucked against his face, humping his tongue. He licked the core of her, stretching his tongue deeper in an effort to reach her neediest spot. Then, lapping upward, he found her pulsating clit. He suckled it gently, applying the scantest pressure.
Twisting her fists into the bedding, she cried out. “Graham, I need you!"
"You need this.” He swirled his tongue over her hardened pearl again and again, feeling her tense with each pass. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and thrust them.
She quivered all over. He gazed up the length of her body, watching the bliss claim her beautiful features. Her pale skin was bathed in a sheen of perspiration, and her auburn hair tumbled into one hooded blue eye.
He curled his fingers.
Waves of release broke over her. Her hips rose and fell to the rhythm of his heart. Her orgasm sent shocks up his arm, and another bit of his heart cracked open and flowed out to her.
Before she completely came down from the high of her release, he was shoving off his pants and had poised himself between her thighs. She wrapped them around his hips. A current of passion hung between their gazes as he slowly entered her.
She pinched her eyes shut, and her face twisted with pleasure. “Fill me, Graham."
Her bold words drove him on. He sank balls-deep. Covering her with his body, he captured her mouth in a searing kiss. A fog of sensation surrounded her, stealing her senses. She could only think in fragments.
For long minutes, their kiss spiraled out of control as he moved within her depths. The pain of their first encounter was long gone, leaving only a bit of tenderness and a lot of need.
Rocking against him, taking him deeper, she watched his handsome features spasm. Her juices drenched him, and her walls contracted sporadically around him—an aftereffect of the toe-curling release he'd just given her.
His scents dizzied her. Male and leather and a hint of hay. He'd shaved for their wedding day, but the faint shadow of hair was already present on his cheeks and jaw. She outlined the shape of his face with her kisses, tasting, nipping, scraping her teeth against his jaw.
He took her higher and higher, hitching her legs farther up on his waist. After plunging into her this way for a minute, he wrapped his fingers around her ankles and brought her legs up before him.
Instantly, she was at the pinnacle of pleasure. She clung to the edge of the cliff of ecstasy. One more thrust, and she was
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