and she nuzzled even closer, loving the feeling of heat moving throughout her body.
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She was in his arms, all soft and cuddly, her curves moving against his contours. And his hands explored.
They touched her shoulders, held her along her back, moved down to the succulent curve of her bottom, the line of her thigh. She sighed and he hardened. When his fingers gave up touching the silkiness of her nightgown and felt warm flesh, Alex almost growled. Lust tore through him in a primal rush and he lifted her thigh higher until her leg was wrapped securely around his waist.
She murmured something, her warm breath fanning over his neck, and he gritted his teeth. One hand slipped between her legs, sliding along the silken material of her panties to find the moist heat of her center. This is what was calling to him, beckoning him to come closer, press farther to find the hidden pleasure. He obeyed, pressing his fingers through the slickened folds of her center, feeling the warm wetness of her building desire, then finally, sliding sinuously into her honeyed cavern.
Her fingers clenched against his shoulders; her head fell back. His lips yearned for hers and he found them, thrusting his tongue quickly, deeply inside her mouth. Simultaneously his finger plunged deeper into her core until her coated walls clenched, locking him in place. The kiss was fevered, lips, tongue, teeth and moans. His finger inside her was dominant, wet, slick, deep, drowning. Her leg flexed around him as she kissed him with an unleashed hunger.
âNow,â she whispered against his lips. âTake me now.â
He heard her and then he didnât think he really had. He wanted her and she definitely wanted him. Take her, sheâd said, practically begged. His body was doing some begging of its own as his own arousal poked persistently through the opening of his boxers. It took a momentâs shifting.
âPlease.â
âOne second, baby. Oneâ¦secââ The words were strained as he tried to move, to get them into the position he needed. Then he cursed, pulled his finger from the moistened pleasure to guide his own length to that same sweet spot.
The moment his tip touched there Alex cursed again. She sighed, thrusting her hips forward. âYes. Yes!â
Her arms had slipped from his shoulders and wrapped awkwardly around his body until her palms were cupping the cheeks of his bottom. She pushed and thrust and through the slickness his erection slid into what felt as if itâs one true home.
Chapter 7
T he moment he was inside her his body relaxed, a sigh washing over him that confused as well as pleased. This was a new feeling, a new woman. Sensations Alex had never experienced moved through him even as he started to move with long, torturously slow strokes. She moved with him, her hands still pressing against his buttocks, both legs now lifted and riding along his hips.
He buried his face in her neck, inhaled the sweet erotic scent of her skin. The scent would stay with him forever, he knew. Just like the feel of her gripping him so tightly, the sound of her whispering her pleasure. This moment, this night, would be emblazoned in his memory and he would enjoy it immensely.
Nails raked along the skin of his bottom, upward to his lower back as her thrusts became more persistent.
âPlease, more! More!â she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Alex picked up the pace, always aiming to please. He lifted her legs until both ankles rested on his shoulders and thrust deeper, faster. He watched her, saw the exotic slanting of her eyes, the sway of her long tendrils of hair over the pillow, the tip of her tongue as it stroked her bottom lip just before she bit into it. She was an erotic beauty, desire and passion casting a glorious haze over her light skin.
He pushed the material of her nightgown up until plump, medium-size breasts were revealed, darkened nipples tight with arousal. Using this fingers, he
Â
She was in his arms, all soft and cuddly, her curves moving against his contours. And his hands explored.
They touched her shoulders, held her along her back, moved down to the succulent curve of her bottom, the line of her thigh. She sighed and he hardened. When his fingers gave up touching the silkiness of her nightgown and felt warm flesh, Alex almost growled. Lust tore through him in a primal rush and he lifted her thigh higher until her leg was wrapped securely around his waist.
She murmured something, her warm breath fanning over his neck, and he gritted his teeth. One hand slipped between her legs, sliding along the silken material of her panties to find the moist heat of her center. This is what was calling to him, beckoning him to come closer, press farther to find the hidden pleasure. He obeyed, pressing his fingers through the slickened folds of her center, feeling the warm wetness of her building desire, then finally, sliding sinuously into her honeyed cavern.
Her fingers clenched against his shoulders; her head fell back. His lips yearned for hers and he found them, thrusting his tongue quickly, deeply inside her mouth. Simultaneously his finger plunged deeper into her core until her coated walls clenched, locking him in place. The kiss was fevered, lips, tongue, teeth and moans. His finger inside her was dominant, wet, slick, deep, drowning. Her leg flexed around him as she kissed him with an unleashed hunger.
âNow,â she whispered against his lips. âTake me now.â
He heard her and then he didnât think he really had. He wanted her and she definitely wanted him. Take her, sheâd said, practically begged. His body was doing some begging of its own as his own arousal poked persistently through the opening of his boxers. It took a momentâs shifting.
âPlease.â
âOne second, baby. Oneâ¦secââ The words were strained as he tried to move, to get them into the position he needed. Then he cursed, pulled his finger from the moistened pleasure to guide his own length to that same sweet spot.
The moment his tip touched there Alex cursed again. She sighed, thrusting her hips forward. âYes. Yes!â
Her arms had slipped from his shoulders and wrapped awkwardly around his body until her palms were cupping the cheeks of his bottom. She pushed and thrust and through the slickness his erection slid into what felt as if itâs one true home.
Chapter 7
T he moment he was inside her his body relaxed, a sigh washing over him that confused as well as pleased. This was a new feeling, a new woman. Sensations Alex had never experienced moved through him even as he started to move with long, torturously slow strokes. She moved with him, her hands still pressing against his buttocks, both legs now lifted and riding along his hips.
He buried his face in her neck, inhaled the sweet erotic scent of her skin. The scent would stay with him forever, he knew. Just like the feel of her gripping him so tightly, the sound of her whispering her pleasure. This moment, this night, would be emblazoned in his memory and he would enjoy it immensely.
Nails raked along the skin of his bottom, upward to his lower back as her thrusts became more persistent.
âPlease, more! More!â she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Alex picked up the pace, always aiming to please. He lifted her legs until both ankles rested on his shoulders and thrust deeper, faster. He watched her, saw the exotic slanting of her eyes, the sway of her long tendrils of hair over the pillow, the tip of her tongue as it stroked her bottom lip just before she bit into it. She was an erotic beauty, desire and passion casting a glorious haze over her light skin.
He pushed the material of her nightgown up until plump, medium-size breasts were revealed, darkened nipples tight with arousal. Using this fingers, he
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