madwoman needing release.
“Please, Vic.” She gasped as he flicked his tongue over her clit. “I want you.”
He reached for a condom he’d tossed on the bed. He tore it open and in record time sheathed himself with protection. He urged her to get on her hands and knees. She’d never cared for this position, but then her previous two lovers—her only lovers before Vic—hadn’t been interested whether she enjoyed a good time or not. Perhaps this time…
With slow deliberation, he sank one finger deep inside her. He tested her, moaned softly when he realized she was wet and ready. He centered, then pushed. Lucy couldn’t hold back a soft sound of approval as that thick cock spread her open. He’d driven her to the wild edge, hanging her by a thread, and relief was in sight. Then, slower than she expected, he made love to her. The rhythm was primitive, a back and forth that drove her to the top of a long climb. Every touch promised more, and as she pushed back against him, her body took over from her mind. No going back. No waiting. She came with a startled cry, amazed by the force and quickness of her release.
“Oh, yeah.” His low, guttural expression fired up her arousal.
But he wouldn’t let her down. Vic caressed her back, her shoulders. His breathing was harsh as he gave her everything and came with a harsh shout. His entire body shuddered as he came and came and finally held her close, his heavy body draping over hers.
They didn’t fall asleep. They lay with Vic spooned behind her, his body hot and reminding her that one-night-stand sex wasn’t supposed to be this good. She didn’t know how long they lay there without a word.
He trailed his fingers down her stomach and over her mound, and his touch found her clit with unerring accuracy. She couldn’t hold back a sigh of pleasure as she parted her legs enough to allow him full access. As he teased her clit into a sweet, throbbing point, orgasm teased her. She couldn’t get there. She writhed, she moaned.
“Vic.” The word came out in breath frustration. “Please.”
She heard him fumbling with a condom wrapper, and seconds later his cock found home deep inside her. He pumped slow and deep, the motion sliding along super sensitive areas that screamed for more attention. He gave it. For long moments they moved with a simple dance, a dance the promised and delivered. With gathering force, the beat grew until they couldn’t sustain waiting any longer. Her body clenched and released over his with small, exquisite spasms. She shivered, and with another thrust, he growled softly, quaked, and went still.
She panted. “Insatiable?”
He grunted. “God, yes. With you I guess I am.”
She groaned and sat up. The clock read three am. They’d been at it for almost three hours. She smiled with satisfaction.
“That was…” What could she say? “Nothing’s ever happened to me quite like this.”
“A one-night stand?”
It dawned on her that she didn’t want this to be for one night, but they hadn’t agreed to more. They hadn’t said that after tonight they’d see each other again. “Never for this long. I mean….”
“You’ve never had sex this long or you’ve never had a one-night stand before?”
“Yes to both. Most men I know can’t…you know. Do it this many times in such a short time.”
“Like I told you, I’m not like any guy you’ve known.”
Humor laced his voice, and a soft, slight arrogance that surprised her. So maybe he wasn’t Mr. Perfect after all. “You know you’re good in bed?”
“A few women have said so.”
“So have you slept with a lot of women?”
He didn’t speak at first, but his body stiffened. He released her and propped up on one elbow. She turned to face him. In the low light he was a god, a rugged, rough god on par with any lover she’d imagined in her dreams.
“Depends on what you mean by a lot? Have you slept with a lot of men?”
Lucy hadn’t expected that comeback. “You
“Please, Vic.” She gasped as he flicked his tongue over her clit. “I want you.”
He reached for a condom he’d tossed on the bed. He tore it open and in record time sheathed himself with protection. He urged her to get on her hands and knees. She’d never cared for this position, but then her previous two lovers—her only lovers before Vic—hadn’t been interested whether she enjoyed a good time or not. Perhaps this time…
With slow deliberation, he sank one finger deep inside her. He tested her, moaned softly when he realized she was wet and ready. He centered, then pushed. Lucy couldn’t hold back a soft sound of approval as that thick cock spread her open. He’d driven her to the wild edge, hanging her by a thread, and relief was in sight. Then, slower than she expected, he made love to her. The rhythm was primitive, a back and forth that drove her to the top of a long climb. Every touch promised more, and as she pushed back against him, her body took over from her mind. No going back. No waiting. She came with a startled cry, amazed by the force and quickness of her release.
“Oh, yeah.” His low, guttural expression fired up her arousal.
But he wouldn’t let her down. Vic caressed her back, her shoulders. His breathing was harsh as he gave her everything and came with a harsh shout. His entire body shuddered as he came and came and finally held her close, his heavy body draping over hers.
They didn’t fall asleep. They lay with Vic spooned behind her, his body hot and reminding her that one-night-stand sex wasn’t supposed to be this good. She didn’t know how long they lay there without a word.
He trailed his fingers down her stomach and over her mound, and his touch found her clit with unerring accuracy. She couldn’t hold back a sigh of pleasure as she parted her legs enough to allow him full access. As he teased her clit into a sweet, throbbing point, orgasm teased her. She couldn’t get there. She writhed, she moaned.
“Vic.” The word came out in breath frustration. “Please.”
She heard him fumbling with a condom wrapper, and seconds later his cock found home deep inside her. He pumped slow and deep, the motion sliding along super sensitive areas that screamed for more attention. He gave it. For long moments they moved with a simple dance, a dance the promised and delivered. With gathering force, the beat grew until they couldn’t sustain waiting any longer. Her body clenched and released over his with small, exquisite spasms. She shivered, and with another thrust, he growled softly, quaked, and went still.
She panted. “Insatiable?”
He grunted. “God, yes. With you I guess I am.”
She groaned and sat up. The clock read three am. They’d been at it for almost three hours. She smiled with satisfaction.
“That was…” What could she say? “Nothing’s ever happened to me quite like this.”
“A one-night stand?”
It dawned on her that she didn’t want this to be for one night, but they hadn’t agreed to more. They hadn’t said that after tonight they’d see each other again. “Never for this long. I mean….”
“You’ve never had sex this long or you’ve never had a one-night stand before?”
“Yes to both. Most men I know can’t…you know. Do it this many times in such a short time.”
“Like I told you, I’m not like any guy you’ve known.”
Humor laced his voice, and a soft, slight arrogance that surprised her. So maybe he wasn’t Mr. Perfect after all. “You know you’re good in bed?”
“A few women have said so.”
“So have you slept with a lot of women?”
He didn’t speak at first, but his body stiffened. He released her and propped up on one elbow. She turned to face him. In the low light he was a god, a rugged, rough god on par with any lover she’d imagined in her dreams.
“Depends on what you mean by a lot? Have you slept with a lot of men?”
Lucy hadn’t expected that comeback. “You
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