through her, but Jeremiel dropped to his knees and kissed up the
inside of her thigh so reverently that she trembled, overwhelmed.
“You smell incredible,” he muttered, moving up slightly.
I do? She had no idea a guy would like the
way a woman smelled down there. She let him open her legs, trying not to show
how nervous she was. Her pussy throbbed. When his mouth reached her core, he
went still and simply breathed. She panted, hips jerking. Haniel’s arms went
around her ribs, holding her steady.
“Mmm, you like that?” he murmured into her ear.
She nodded, trying to get closer to Jeremiel. Her nerves be damned.
This felt too good to let her inexperience get in the way.
“Be still, and he’ll give you what you want,” Haniel said, low and
sexy.
Charmeine gripped his arms, burning up from the inside. “What’s
happening to me?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, Jeremiel flashed her a look fraught
with danger, then dipped his head. The moment his lips touched her clit, she
cried out, pleasure snapping through her like a firecracker. Dear God, I’m cumming, and he hardly even
touched me! she thought, shocked. He kissed her, then sucked on her clit,
drawing out the spasms. Her orgasm peaked, and then peaked again. When she
finally slumped down, he kissed her gently before moving up, cock bobbing.
“I need to be inside you,” he said, voice hoarse.
She nodded, still caught in the aftershocks. She couldn’t move
right now if she wanted to. Thankfully, she didn’t have to. Haniel gently
positioned her on the bed so he could strip off his shorts. When he was naked,
he helped shove pillows under her head. His cock was shorter than Jeremiel’s,
but thicker. Her mouth watered as heat began to spiral through her again. “Oh
my God,” she whispered as he pressed close, cock against her arm. She reached
over, closing her fingers around him. He groaned and she coaxed him closer,
until he touched her lips. When she opened to him, he clenched his fists and
threw back his head.
“Jesus,” Jeremiel said, hands on her thighs. “Look at you.”
She didn’t know if he meant her or Haniel, and she didn’t care.
She sucked on the tip, exploring his flavor. She’d often wondered what this was
like. Haniel tasted hot, like the sun when it heated rocks along the ridgeline
of the mountains above her home. She drew him in, wanting more. When Jeremiel’s
prick bumped her entrance, she moaned around the shaft in her mouth. Haniel
groaned. He was looking down at her now, eyes wild. She licked around the crown
as Jeremiel rocked into her little by little. He was almost too thick for her,
but he went slow.
“You’re so tight,” he said.
Charmeine didn’t have the heart to tell him that she was a virgin.
She deliberately sucked harder, keeping her mouth occupied. She didn’t want
anything to stop this, not now. Maybe not ever.
Chapter Six
Jeremiel gritted his teeth, not wanting to hurt Charmeine, but
God, she felt so good. So perfect for him. He glanced at Haniel and revised his
thought. So perfect for them. Her hair was a mess and her skin flushed,
and she’d never been so beautiful. He rocked into her gently. Carefully. When
his dick met a soft barrier, he frowned, looking down at her. When he didn’t
move, she pulled off of Haniel, licking her lips.
“Don’t stop,” she said quietly.
He rocked forward, and again his cock met resistance. No. It
couldn’t be…
She met his gaze. He froze, but she grabbed Haniel’s hands and
used his strength to lift her hips. Before Jeremiel could back away, she
impaled herself on him, face going taut with pain.
“Oh my God, Charmeine,” he gasped, trying not to move. “What have
you done?”
Haniel, thankfully, immediately understood. “You’re a virgin?” he
asked her, holding her hands tightly.
She smiled tightly. “Not anymore.”
“Dear God,” Jeremiel said, thighs flexing against what his body
wanted. He needed to thrust, to fuck into her again and
inside of her thigh so reverently that she trembled, overwhelmed.
“You smell incredible,” he muttered, moving up slightly.
I do? She had no idea a guy would like the
way a woman smelled down there. She let him open her legs, trying not to show
how nervous she was. Her pussy throbbed. When his mouth reached her core, he
went still and simply breathed. She panted, hips jerking. Haniel’s arms went
around her ribs, holding her steady.
“Mmm, you like that?” he murmured into her ear.
She nodded, trying to get closer to Jeremiel. Her nerves be damned.
This felt too good to let her inexperience get in the way.
“Be still, and he’ll give you what you want,” Haniel said, low and
sexy.
Charmeine gripped his arms, burning up from the inside. “What’s
happening to me?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, Jeremiel flashed her a look fraught
with danger, then dipped his head. The moment his lips touched her clit, she
cried out, pleasure snapping through her like a firecracker. Dear God, I’m cumming, and he hardly even
touched me! she thought, shocked. He kissed her, then sucked on her clit,
drawing out the spasms. Her orgasm peaked, and then peaked again. When she
finally slumped down, he kissed her gently before moving up, cock bobbing.
“I need to be inside you,” he said, voice hoarse.
She nodded, still caught in the aftershocks. She couldn’t move
right now if she wanted to. Thankfully, she didn’t have to. Haniel gently
positioned her on the bed so he could strip off his shorts. When he was naked,
he helped shove pillows under her head. His cock was shorter than Jeremiel’s,
but thicker. Her mouth watered as heat began to spiral through her again. “Oh
my God,” she whispered as he pressed close, cock against her arm. She reached
over, closing her fingers around him. He groaned and she coaxed him closer,
until he touched her lips. When she opened to him, he clenched his fists and
threw back his head.
“Jesus,” Jeremiel said, hands on her thighs. “Look at you.”
She didn’t know if he meant her or Haniel, and she didn’t care.
She sucked on the tip, exploring his flavor. She’d often wondered what this was
like. Haniel tasted hot, like the sun when it heated rocks along the ridgeline
of the mountains above her home. She drew him in, wanting more. When Jeremiel’s
prick bumped her entrance, she moaned around the shaft in her mouth. Haniel
groaned. He was looking down at her now, eyes wild. She licked around the crown
as Jeremiel rocked into her little by little. He was almost too thick for her,
but he went slow.
“You’re so tight,” he said.
Charmeine didn’t have the heart to tell him that she was a virgin.
She deliberately sucked harder, keeping her mouth occupied. She didn’t want
anything to stop this, not now. Maybe not ever.
Chapter Six
Jeremiel gritted his teeth, not wanting to hurt Charmeine, but
God, she felt so good. So perfect for him. He glanced at Haniel and revised his
thought. So perfect for them. Her hair was a mess and her skin flushed,
and she’d never been so beautiful. He rocked into her gently. Carefully. When
his dick met a soft barrier, he frowned, looking down at her. When he didn’t
move, she pulled off of Haniel, licking her lips.
“Don’t stop,” she said quietly.
He rocked forward, and again his cock met resistance. No. It
couldn’t be…
She met his gaze. He froze, but she grabbed Haniel’s hands and
used his strength to lift her hips. Before Jeremiel could back away, she
impaled herself on him, face going taut with pain.
“Oh my God, Charmeine,” he gasped, trying not to move. “What have
you done?”
Haniel, thankfully, immediately understood. “You’re a virgin?” he
asked her, holding her hands tightly.
She smiled tightly. “Not anymore.”
“Dear God,” Jeremiel said, thighs flexing against what his body
wanted. He needed to thrust, to fuck into her again and
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