you.” Noelle cupped the back of his head and
swept her lips across his jaw. “It’s almost like I can feel you inside me.” Her
pussy throbbed with want. Through lowered lids, she gazed up at him. “Would you
like to touch me again?” Her desire blossomed.
Cole shook his head and stroked her cheek. Noelle looked at him
in confusion before shifting her gaze to his cock. Heaven help her, it was even
more enticing in her need. So, why did he shake his head?
His solid chest rose and fell. Noelle watched as he grasped his
penis and held it out toward her center, barely touching her. Slowly, she
looked up at him. His smoldering eyes met hers and with a jerk of his head, she
knew what he wanted to say. Ask me for it.
“Please, Cole. Can you touch me again?”
Noelle lay on the ground and raised her hips as Cole knelt
between her legs. He pulled the jeans below her ankles. Rising on her elbows,
she pleaded, “Just touch me. I need you to make me feel good. Let me pretend I
can feel you so deep inside me.”
Chapter
Six
Cole thought about leaving her right then and there. He knew her
pussy was aching… and so was his cock. Hard and straining, with so much pre-cum
spilling from the swollen tip, he would give anything to sink into her until
there was no distance between them, but she didn’t want that. She didn’t care.
The only thing that kept him from abandoning her was his need to
be close to her, to soothe the pain in Noelle’s voice. She was hurting and
right now he was the only one who could alleviate her ache. Cole pushed away
his own hurt that she wasn’t about to welcome him inside her beautiful cunt.
He pushed both hands in the opposite direction motioning for her
to widen her legs. She did, without the slightest bit of hesitation. His cock
swelled and hardened at the sight that greeted him. She was almost bare down
there except for the faintest trace of ebony curls that he was already
imagining wet with his sperm. Although it was dark, he was happy for the light
of the moon shining directly over Noelle’s clit. The bundle of nerves looked
full and juicy, so damn ripe. Her folds were puffy and swollen, damp with
wetness for him.
She nibbled at her full lips and looked up at him. Cole felt his
chest tighten. No matter what Noelle might say, he knew without a doubt she was
his woman. He took a deep breath and focused on the sheen between her labia.
There was not a fucking drop of ice in her blood, just tantalizing warmth he
was about to get a taste of.
He held his penis and pressed it against her pussy, holding it
there and watching as her eyelids closed. Her back arched and her legs, brown
and long, spread even wider to accommodate his large frame.
“More,” she whispered.
God help him, Noelle had no idea what she was asking of him. To
touch her so intimately and not expect him to thrust inside her exquisite cunt
and fuck until they were both breathless and spent? She was killing him. But
Cole knew he would do whatever she wanted. Anything to please her and show her
how much he wanted her, deserved a chance with her more than anyone else. He
held her hand and brought it to his face. Her lips parted on a luxuriant sigh
and ended on a sensuous smile as she touched her hand to his face in a gentle
caress.
He stroked the cockhead along her entrance and over her clitoris,
plump with wanton need. A tiny moan escaped her before he moved his hand and
pushed her backward in the soft grass. Holding his gaze, she began removing the
buttons to her shirt, pushing it open to expose her round, pert little tits in
the lacy bra.
He placed a hand over a dusky nipple and covered the entire
breast. Perfection. Cole squeezed and fondled the mound, delighted in the shape
and size. He was happy her breasts weren’t overly large like both women he had
slept with before, but big enough to bounce under the firm thrusts he wanted so
badly to give her pussy.
The idea of Noelle beneath him, tits bouncing and
swept her lips across his jaw. “It’s almost like I can feel you inside me.” Her
pussy throbbed with want. Through lowered lids, she gazed up at him. “Would you
like to touch me again?” Her desire blossomed.
Cole shook his head and stroked her cheek. Noelle looked at him
in confusion before shifting her gaze to his cock. Heaven help her, it was even
more enticing in her need. So, why did he shake his head?
His solid chest rose and fell. Noelle watched as he grasped his
penis and held it out toward her center, barely touching her. Slowly, she
looked up at him. His smoldering eyes met hers and with a jerk of his head, she
knew what he wanted to say. Ask me for it.
“Please, Cole. Can you touch me again?”
Noelle lay on the ground and raised her hips as Cole knelt
between her legs. He pulled the jeans below her ankles. Rising on her elbows,
she pleaded, “Just touch me. I need you to make me feel good. Let me pretend I
can feel you so deep inside me.”
Chapter
Six
Cole thought about leaving her right then and there. He knew her
pussy was aching… and so was his cock. Hard and straining, with so much pre-cum
spilling from the swollen tip, he would give anything to sink into her until
there was no distance between them, but she didn’t want that. She didn’t care.
The only thing that kept him from abandoning her was his need to
be close to her, to soothe the pain in Noelle’s voice. She was hurting and
right now he was the only one who could alleviate her ache. Cole pushed away
his own hurt that she wasn’t about to welcome him inside her beautiful cunt.
He pushed both hands in the opposite direction motioning for her
to widen her legs. She did, without the slightest bit of hesitation. His cock
swelled and hardened at the sight that greeted him. She was almost bare down
there except for the faintest trace of ebony curls that he was already
imagining wet with his sperm. Although it was dark, he was happy for the light
of the moon shining directly over Noelle’s clit. The bundle of nerves looked
full and juicy, so damn ripe. Her folds were puffy and swollen, damp with
wetness for him.
She nibbled at her full lips and looked up at him. Cole felt his
chest tighten. No matter what Noelle might say, he knew without a doubt she was
his woman. He took a deep breath and focused on the sheen between her labia.
There was not a fucking drop of ice in her blood, just tantalizing warmth he
was about to get a taste of.
He held his penis and pressed it against her pussy, holding it
there and watching as her eyelids closed. Her back arched and her legs, brown
and long, spread even wider to accommodate his large frame.
“More,” she whispered.
God help him, Noelle had no idea what she was asking of him. To
touch her so intimately and not expect him to thrust inside her exquisite cunt
and fuck until they were both breathless and spent? She was killing him. But
Cole knew he would do whatever she wanted. Anything to please her and show her
how much he wanted her, deserved a chance with her more than anyone else. He
held her hand and brought it to his face. Her lips parted on a luxuriant sigh
and ended on a sensuous smile as she touched her hand to his face in a gentle
caress.
He stroked the cockhead along her entrance and over her clitoris,
plump with wanton need. A tiny moan escaped her before he moved his hand and
pushed her backward in the soft grass. Holding his gaze, she began removing the
buttons to her shirt, pushing it open to expose her round, pert little tits in
the lacy bra.
He placed a hand over a dusky nipple and covered the entire
breast. Perfection. Cole squeezed and fondled the mound, delighted in the shape
and size. He was happy her breasts weren’t overly large like both women he had
slept with before, but big enough to bounce under the firm thrusts he wanted so
badly to give her pussy.
The idea of Noelle beneath him, tits bouncing and
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