again.
He matched her peck for peck, with a mellow easy rhythm, but she had to have more. She teased his lips open with her finger and dipped her tongue into his mouth with light fluid strokes. A shiver went through her the moment their tongues met. He tasted amazing. His hand slipped behind her head and drew her to him as his passion unleashed. His incendiary kisses sent a scorching buzz through her and she nearly fell off the seat.
A grin played across his mouth, in between kisses as he wrapped a steadying arm around her. Their tongues got lost in each other. Adriana couldn’t figure out where he began and she ended.
He knew how to make-out, that was for sure. Sweet, slow-burning kisses with an unhurried grace that taunted Adriana mercilessly, sharpening her craving for him. Hot water, cold air, fire, snow, and Val had her senses on overload. The pull of desire between her legs was roaring to life. She yearned to be on top of him, face to face, grinding against him, feel his legs and arms on her, under her and him in her. She clutched his face and devoured his mouth, wresting an agonized muffled sound from him.
Val shifted her hips back and tore away from her. He ran his hands over his lips like he was wiping their kiss away.
“What is it?” She burned from his kiss. Whoa, what the hell was going on? She’d never reacted, like this, to a man before. Her stomach twisted sideways. Was he rejecting her? Don’t ask. She couldn’t stop herself. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No. Never.” He looked away and seemed to be struggling to find the right words. “I…” His taut body screamed no, but the flicker in his eyes was positively carnal.
A light rattle went through her.
“Are you sure?” His face flushed with desire.
Was she? She’d never had a one-night stand. Hell, her dating history was woefully anemic. But could she do this, take what she desired without thinking of the consequences and enjoy herself for one night?
Never had she experienced such an intrinsic attraction. It was cellular, like her blood bubbled for his. If his kiss was any indication, he wanted her as well. How could she not taste him?
No, wasn’t an option. Just one night. “Yes,” Adriana said thickly. Moth to a flame.
His hands on her waist sent sparks ricocheting through her. Lifting her, he placed her on top, straddling him. She savored the feel of the sleekness of his chest and the rippling strength of his muscles. He clutched her ass and pressed her up against his torso so that her sex cosseted his rigid cock. They fit together like they belonged, and he wasn’t even inside of her yet. Being on him was like being on a motorcycle, all that vibrant, unrelenting power under her, ready to take off from zero to two hundred in a blink. She longed to feel that, to be a part of it, to be one with him.
She kissed him again, gently exploring the warm satin interior of his mouth as her hips undulated on him. She rubbed her throbbing clit against his hardness and reveled in the feel of him. Her wet tee cooled fast out of the water, but the drop in temperature did nothing to stifle her fever.
Val’s fingers snuck under Adriana’s shorts and dug into her bare butt cheeks, kneading them, pressing her tighter to him. His other hand was under her shirt, tracing her vertebrae, sending torrid fiery licks through her. Even in the water she could feel her juices pooling, begging for release, as all her muscles tightened with a lustful urgency.
At five foot nine, she had never felt petite, until now. His large fingers met at her spine as they splayed across her back, his thumbs wrapped around her side, teasing the outer edge of her breasts while his tongue plunged into her mouth slowly probing in easy, sensual laps.
The snow falling muffled everything, even the sound of the water bubbling. Adriana ran her hands up and down the hale plane of his chest, fondling his tight peaks with each pass. She ached to rub her tits against him.
Val
He matched her peck for peck, with a mellow easy rhythm, but she had to have more. She teased his lips open with her finger and dipped her tongue into his mouth with light fluid strokes. A shiver went through her the moment their tongues met. He tasted amazing. His hand slipped behind her head and drew her to him as his passion unleashed. His incendiary kisses sent a scorching buzz through her and she nearly fell off the seat.
A grin played across his mouth, in between kisses as he wrapped a steadying arm around her. Their tongues got lost in each other. Adriana couldn’t figure out where he began and she ended.
He knew how to make-out, that was for sure. Sweet, slow-burning kisses with an unhurried grace that taunted Adriana mercilessly, sharpening her craving for him. Hot water, cold air, fire, snow, and Val had her senses on overload. The pull of desire between her legs was roaring to life. She yearned to be on top of him, face to face, grinding against him, feel his legs and arms on her, under her and him in her. She clutched his face and devoured his mouth, wresting an agonized muffled sound from him.
Val shifted her hips back and tore away from her. He ran his hands over his lips like he was wiping their kiss away.
“What is it?” She burned from his kiss. Whoa, what the hell was going on? She’d never reacted, like this, to a man before. Her stomach twisted sideways. Was he rejecting her? Don’t ask. She couldn’t stop herself. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No. Never.” He looked away and seemed to be struggling to find the right words. “I…” His taut body screamed no, but the flicker in his eyes was positively carnal.
A light rattle went through her.
“Are you sure?” His face flushed with desire.
Was she? She’d never had a one-night stand. Hell, her dating history was woefully anemic. But could she do this, take what she desired without thinking of the consequences and enjoy herself for one night?
Never had she experienced such an intrinsic attraction. It was cellular, like her blood bubbled for his. If his kiss was any indication, he wanted her as well. How could she not taste him?
No, wasn’t an option. Just one night. “Yes,” Adriana said thickly. Moth to a flame.
His hands on her waist sent sparks ricocheting through her. Lifting her, he placed her on top, straddling him. She savored the feel of the sleekness of his chest and the rippling strength of his muscles. He clutched her ass and pressed her up against his torso so that her sex cosseted his rigid cock. They fit together like they belonged, and he wasn’t even inside of her yet. Being on him was like being on a motorcycle, all that vibrant, unrelenting power under her, ready to take off from zero to two hundred in a blink. She longed to feel that, to be a part of it, to be one with him.
She kissed him again, gently exploring the warm satin interior of his mouth as her hips undulated on him. She rubbed her throbbing clit against his hardness and reveled in the feel of him. Her wet tee cooled fast out of the water, but the drop in temperature did nothing to stifle her fever.
Val’s fingers snuck under Adriana’s shorts and dug into her bare butt cheeks, kneading them, pressing her tighter to him. His other hand was under her shirt, tracing her vertebrae, sending torrid fiery licks through her. Even in the water she could feel her juices pooling, begging for release, as all her muscles tightened with a lustful urgency.
At five foot nine, she had never felt petite, until now. His large fingers met at her spine as they splayed across her back, his thumbs wrapped around her side, teasing the outer edge of her breasts while his tongue plunged into her mouth slowly probing in easy, sensual laps.
The snow falling muffled everything, even the sound of the water bubbling. Adriana ran her hands up and down the hale plane of his chest, fondling his tight peaks with each pass. She ached to rub her tits against him.
Val
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