laying them down as a pallet for us on the cold stone floor.
He
refuses to look upon my naked body, where at one time he could not look away.
Heaviness weighs my heart, but I continue on. Despair will not take him from
me. I crawl over his lap, straddling him. Gripping his hands in mine, I cup my
breasts as my long hair falls over my shoulders and tickles our bare skin.
Air
hitches in his throat, and I watch as his Adam's apple bounces. A smile curls
on my lips as I run his hands from my breasts down to my thighs and place them
on my bottom. His fingertips twitch against my skin.
Leaning
forward, his cock rubs against the soft patch of hair between my legs. He must
feel every part of me, know that I am real. Skin to skin, I will bring him back
from the edge of the darkness and into my arms where he belongs.
Running
my hands along his chest, I cradle the back of his head as I rock my lower lips
against him. Teasing him. I force him to look into my
eyes and fill mine with everything that's in my heart for him.
His
fingers curl deeper into my flesh and it zings warmth to my belly. I trace the
outline of his lips with a fingertip. Swiveling my hips, I increase the depth
of my movements, rubbing against his growing cock. Life filters back into his
eyes as his hunger grows.
“ Feel how real I am, Darien. How much I need you.” I
lean in, squishing my hard nipples against his chest and press my lips to his
ear. “How wet you make me with arousal.”
I
nestle against his cock, and the tip slips between my lower lips. He sucks a
gasp through clenched teeth. My slickness surrounds his tip as I wiggle against
him, sliding him with ease along my clit. Breathy moans escape my lips still
pressed against his ear, and he tenses beneath me at the sound.
“ Snow,” he chokes out as he grips my ass with both
hands.
“ I'm here. Don't leave me now.” I slide his cock to
the entrance of my channel, positioning my hips on top of him. “Come back to
me.”
Easing
my hips down, his cock slides inside me. His eyes close as a grunt rushes his lips. Lifting
my hips, he slips back out. Desire burns in his eyes as he reopens them. I inch
my hips back down his shaft, and this time I'm met with his hips thrusting
upward in response.
His
hands run the length of my bare back, triggering goose bumps to dance along my
skin. I work my hips in rhythm with his as I straddle his lap. Pulling me
closer, my breasts squish against his chest as if we're dancing.
A
groan rumbles in his throat, and he fists his hands through my hair, gripping
my head like a hungry animal as he crushes his mouth to mine. He assaults my
mouth with his tongue, unleashing a moan of my own. I love it when he makes
love to my mouth as if it was my pussy. He wants all of me, and I want all of
him.
We sit, a tangled mass of arms and legs in an undulating dance.
My breasts wring with soreness, rubbing hard against his chest with each of his
thrusts. He dives face first against my neck, suckling on my flesh as my back
arches, and my arms go limp at my sides like a doll. His
hands palm against my back, bracing me to him as if I'll break if he lets go;
one hand cradling the back of my neck and head, the other my lower back.
Burying
his face against my breasts, he releases a moan so loud it rattles my bones.
Tense muscles beneath me tell me his orgasm takes hold, and with one final
thrust into me, he throws his head back and growls. I ease my rocking and rest
upon his hips.
As
I fight for breath to return to my lungs, he whips me to the floor, laying me
on the pallet of clothing. He disappears from my view, but as his tongue
presses against my dripping clit he speaks to me. Thrusting my hips apart, he
works his mouth over my pussy. The sensations riddle my body with ecstasy, and
I writhe beneath his touch. He spreads me further, as if trying to drown
himself in my flesh.
Gripping
my ass with one hand he slides a finger in a hole he's never entered before,
and I nearly come
He
refuses to look upon my naked body, where at one time he could not look away.
Heaviness weighs my heart, but I continue on. Despair will not take him from
me. I crawl over his lap, straddling him. Gripping his hands in mine, I cup my
breasts as my long hair falls over my shoulders and tickles our bare skin.
Air
hitches in his throat, and I watch as his Adam's apple bounces. A smile curls
on my lips as I run his hands from my breasts down to my thighs and place them
on my bottom. His fingertips twitch against my skin.
Leaning
forward, his cock rubs against the soft patch of hair between my legs. He must
feel every part of me, know that I am real. Skin to skin, I will bring him back
from the edge of the darkness and into my arms where he belongs.
Running
my hands along his chest, I cradle the back of his head as I rock my lower lips
against him. Teasing him. I force him to look into my
eyes and fill mine with everything that's in my heart for him.
His
fingers curl deeper into my flesh and it zings warmth to my belly. I trace the
outline of his lips with a fingertip. Swiveling my hips, I increase the depth
of my movements, rubbing against his growing cock. Life filters back into his
eyes as his hunger grows.
“ Feel how real I am, Darien. How much I need you.” I
lean in, squishing my hard nipples against his chest and press my lips to his
ear. “How wet you make me with arousal.”
I
nestle against his cock, and the tip slips between my lower lips. He sucks a
gasp through clenched teeth. My slickness surrounds his tip as I wiggle against
him, sliding him with ease along my clit. Breathy moans escape my lips still
pressed against his ear, and he tenses beneath me at the sound.
“ Snow,” he chokes out as he grips my ass with both
hands.
“ I'm here. Don't leave me now.” I slide his cock to
the entrance of my channel, positioning my hips on top of him. “Come back to
me.”
Easing
my hips down, his cock slides inside me. His eyes close as a grunt rushes his lips. Lifting
my hips, he slips back out. Desire burns in his eyes as he reopens them. I inch
my hips back down his shaft, and this time I'm met with his hips thrusting
upward in response.
His
hands run the length of my bare back, triggering goose bumps to dance along my
skin. I work my hips in rhythm with his as I straddle his lap. Pulling me
closer, my breasts squish against his chest as if we're dancing.
A
groan rumbles in his throat, and he fists his hands through my hair, gripping
my head like a hungry animal as he crushes his mouth to mine. He assaults my
mouth with his tongue, unleashing a moan of my own. I love it when he makes
love to my mouth as if it was my pussy. He wants all of me, and I want all of
him.
We sit, a tangled mass of arms and legs in an undulating dance.
My breasts wring with soreness, rubbing hard against his chest with each of his
thrusts. He dives face first against my neck, suckling on my flesh as my back
arches, and my arms go limp at my sides like a doll. His
hands palm against my back, bracing me to him as if I'll break if he lets go;
one hand cradling the back of my neck and head, the other my lower back.
Burying
his face against my breasts, he releases a moan so loud it rattles my bones.
Tense muscles beneath me tell me his orgasm takes hold, and with one final
thrust into me, he throws his head back and growls. I ease my rocking and rest
upon his hips.
As
I fight for breath to return to my lungs, he whips me to the floor, laying me
on the pallet of clothing. He disappears from my view, but as his tongue
presses against my dripping clit he speaks to me. Thrusting my hips apart, he
works his mouth over my pussy. The sensations riddle my body with ecstasy, and
I writhe beneath his touch. He spreads me further, as if trying to drown
himself in my flesh.
Gripping
my ass with one hand he slides a finger in a hole he's never entered before,
and I nearly come
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