felt her all over, paused and kissed her over and over until she felt the world was spinning. The way he restrained her, showing her that he was the master of her body, excited Annalise. She wanted to touch him back, hold him, rub his body with hers, but he wouldn’t permit her.
“Anna.”
He breathed out her name between his kisses. The sensuous rasp of his deep bass voice elicited a sudden tingle on her spine. His very touches sparked fire beneath her skin, an unadulterated lust. He nibbled her bottom lip, upper lip, and dipped his tongue into her mouth. Annalise, half crazed with need, crushed her mouth on his and kissed him greedily. Sven returned it with just as much voracity, kissing her until she was ready to pass out.
Sven released her arms. He hoisted himself in a sitting position and straddled her. He unbuttoned her sweater cardigan. His face was serious, fixed with undivided attention. “Exquisite,” he praised her as he drank in the sight of her almost bare skin.
Her heart swelled. Sven was so different than her first boyfriend. Cole had only cared about getting her into a position so he could mount her. Sven paused and observed and complimented her. She wasn’t just an object to score. She was his equal, his lover whom he was generous to give pleasure to and take from.
He removed her bra next. His eyes became unnaturally luminous when he saw her nipples. The crowns of her breasts were hard and sensitive from arousal. “Pink,” he muttered, “so fucking pretty.” He leaned down and licked them.
Annalise jerked involuntarily. She widened her eyes. The pleasure… unbelievably good. How could this be? Electric shivers coursed down her spine Morsels of delights exploded in the area where he painted with his tongue.
“Babe, you taste as good as you look.” Sven kneaded her breasts and licked the side of her jaw. Her toes curled in pleasure as he grazed and suckled her flesh.
Annalise grabbed his shoulder, digging her short nails into his expensive designer shirt. She moaned unconsciously. Her heart raced as he licked his way down, to the hollow of her throat, her cleavage. He let out a primal-sounding growl before he took one nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard.
“Sven!” She clawed his flesh. “Oh.” The sensation was unbelievably wicked. Deep drawing pleasure shot from her nipple straight to her sex, making her pussy ache and become wetter. She fisted a handful of his hair as he sucked and sucked until she was ready to shout. Annalise caught herself from telling him to stop. No, she didn’t want him to stop. No way. What the hell she was thinking? She wanted more. The pleasure he’d introduced made her instantly addicted.
Sven released her nipple. He licked and sucked it again. Hard. He trapped her nipple between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
She instantly hyperventilated. God, it was so damn good it should be a sin. Her body quivered. She was about to lose her mind. She burned inside and out. She became too hot. The air around her became scarce. She tried to breathe. Her chest constricted. His mouth was hot. Her abused nipple was even hotter. Brimstone of lust scorched her to cinders. Inside his mouth, Sven circled the peak of her nipple with his tongue as he continued to suck and suck and suck—
It slammed her like a tornado. Fast. Furious. Vengeful.
Annalise shouted as she threw her head backward and arched her back in pleasure. She came so hard it knocked the breath out of her lungs. Her eyes watered. She was lightheaded. If she were a cartoon character, she’d see birds flying in circles above her head.
“Anna, that was beautiful.”
Goodness! Was Sven watching her having an orgasm? She instinctively covered her chest with her arms. Embarrassed.
“Are your breasts that sensitive?”
Annalise was sure her face looked like a boiled lobster. “I guess.”
That wicked smile of his returned. “Hmm. I think I found your kryptonite.” Sven squeezed her breast and
“Anna.”
He breathed out her name between his kisses. The sensuous rasp of his deep bass voice elicited a sudden tingle on her spine. His very touches sparked fire beneath her skin, an unadulterated lust. He nibbled her bottom lip, upper lip, and dipped his tongue into her mouth. Annalise, half crazed with need, crushed her mouth on his and kissed him greedily. Sven returned it with just as much voracity, kissing her until she was ready to pass out.
Sven released her arms. He hoisted himself in a sitting position and straddled her. He unbuttoned her sweater cardigan. His face was serious, fixed with undivided attention. “Exquisite,” he praised her as he drank in the sight of her almost bare skin.
Her heart swelled. Sven was so different than her first boyfriend. Cole had only cared about getting her into a position so he could mount her. Sven paused and observed and complimented her. She wasn’t just an object to score. She was his equal, his lover whom he was generous to give pleasure to and take from.
He removed her bra next. His eyes became unnaturally luminous when he saw her nipples. The crowns of her breasts were hard and sensitive from arousal. “Pink,” he muttered, “so fucking pretty.” He leaned down and licked them.
Annalise jerked involuntarily. She widened her eyes. The pleasure… unbelievably good. How could this be? Electric shivers coursed down her spine Morsels of delights exploded in the area where he painted with his tongue.
“Babe, you taste as good as you look.” Sven kneaded her breasts and licked the side of her jaw. Her toes curled in pleasure as he grazed and suckled her flesh.
Annalise grabbed his shoulder, digging her short nails into his expensive designer shirt. She moaned unconsciously. Her heart raced as he licked his way down, to the hollow of her throat, her cleavage. He let out a primal-sounding growl before he took one nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard.
“Sven!” She clawed his flesh. “Oh.” The sensation was unbelievably wicked. Deep drawing pleasure shot from her nipple straight to her sex, making her pussy ache and become wetter. She fisted a handful of his hair as he sucked and sucked until she was ready to shout. Annalise caught herself from telling him to stop. No, she didn’t want him to stop. No way. What the hell she was thinking? She wanted more. The pleasure he’d introduced made her instantly addicted.
Sven released her nipple. He licked and sucked it again. Hard. He trapped her nipple between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
She instantly hyperventilated. God, it was so damn good it should be a sin. Her body quivered. She was about to lose her mind. She burned inside and out. She became too hot. The air around her became scarce. She tried to breathe. Her chest constricted. His mouth was hot. Her abused nipple was even hotter. Brimstone of lust scorched her to cinders. Inside his mouth, Sven circled the peak of her nipple with his tongue as he continued to suck and suck and suck—
It slammed her like a tornado. Fast. Furious. Vengeful.
Annalise shouted as she threw her head backward and arched her back in pleasure. She came so hard it knocked the breath out of her lungs. Her eyes watered. She was lightheaded. If she were a cartoon character, she’d see birds flying in circles above her head.
“Anna, that was beautiful.”
Goodness! Was Sven watching her having an orgasm? She instinctively covered her chest with her arms. Embarrassed.
“Are your breasts that sensitive?”
Annalise was sure her face looked like a boiled lobster. “I guess.”
That wicked smile of his returned. “Hmm. I think I found your kryptonite.” Sven squeezed her breast and
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