Insolence by Lex Valentine Page B

letting his mouth move on hers slowly,
building the heat between them deliberately. She watched him as he kissed her,
eyes wide open, her expression moving from caution to passion.
    When he deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into her
mouth to flick over her teeth and tangle with her tongue, she shivered. Her
diamond-hard nipples grazed his chest, sending little zings of lust through
him. With one arm lodged comfortably around her waist, he let the other hand
explore. He stroked his palm over the elegant lines of her back, then his
fingertips skated along the taut curve of her buttocks and finally he dragged
his palm over the sensitive curve of her ass.
    “Oh Aric.”
    Her whispered moan pushed him over the edge. Angling her
against the side of the shower, he palmed one thigh, lifting her leg up over
his hip. He slipped his hand down to tease the swollen flesh between her legs.
The feel of her slick heat on his fingertips had his semi-erect cock hard in
moments. His earlier soreness seemed a thing of the past as his body reacted to
her arousal. His heart contracted painfully on a rush of emotion and his body
surrendered to the lure of her flesh.
    With a wriggle of his hips, Aric positioned his cock at her
entrance. An onslaught of feelings swamped him, confusing him at the same time
that it fueled his need to make love to her without all the trappings of his
dominance. Just the two of them, their bodies engaged in a sexual act driven by
affection, passion and an unbelievable level of lust. He wanted it more than he
wanted his next breath. Had the end of the world threatened in that moment, he
would not have cared. He rocked his hips, pressing his cock deep within her
tight channel, her body clasping him so tightly that he could barely move. With
Ainsley in his arms, her pussy wrapped around his cock like wet satin, he
didn’t care about anything else. The sum total of his existence had become
centered on the woman he held and who held him.
    Thrusting into her, he broke their kiss and nipped and
sucked at her neck, throat and shoulders. The urge to mark her as his drove him
to suck on her soft skin harder than he normally would have. Water fell gently
on them, steam rising in fine clouds from the showerheads. Aric pushed her
against the side of the shower and hitched her leg up higher so that his cock
slid deeper within her.
    Ainsley’s hands clutched at his shoulders and she clung to
him, her body rocking into his rhythm. She trembled in his clasp, quivering
with each of his thrusts. The flush that rose to her chest and the little gasps
that escaped her lips tripped his sensual radar and pointed to her imminent
orgasm. He lifted her feet from the floor with the increased tempo of his
thrusts, the uncontrolled clenching of her thighs around his hips indicating that
her ecstasy was within his grasp.
    Locking his arm around her to hold her weight steady, he
slipped his other hand down between their bodies. Ainsley’s breath hitched. Her
eyes met his, their gazes locked.
    “Aric,” she whispered hoarsely.
    His balls drew tight to his body and the familiar spiraling
tension uncoiled from the base of his spine, heat spreading throughout his
lower body as his pleasure rushed toward completion. Aric pressed his forehead
to Ainsley’s, his breath sounding loud and harsh in the small space.
    “Now, Ains. Come for me,” he grunted and pinched her swollen
clit between his thumb and forefinger.
    Her eyes widened as her body convulsed. A squeak of sound
emerged from her mouth and she slid her arms around his shoulders, clinging
tightly to him. She took his mouth in an aggressive kiss that had his eyelids
slamming down, stars spinning against their darkness. The explosion of his
orgasm centered within his cock and balls, the reverberations rippling outward
and making him shake with reaction. His cum spurted endlessly, or so it seemed,
within the tight clasp of Ainsley’s pussy.
    Aric’s mind spun as again he experienced one of