looking. Pretty, even—I’ll give you that. But
exceptionally beautiful
?” she asked skeptically, smiling. “I saw those women at your party last night.”
“I didn’t.”
She blinked at his succinct reply.
“I’ll just have to show you, won’t I?” he asked.
“You don’t have to—”
He cut off her protest by covering her mouth with his, and this time, there was very little gentleness in his kiss. It was almost like he’d taken offense to her doubting his sincerity. She made a muffled sound of mixed arousal and surprise as he made an onslaught on her senses. He caressed her naked body while he kissed her. It drove her crazy, the way her hip fit so ideally in his large, curving hand, the way he coaxed goose bumps onto her skin by stroking his fingertips across her ribs like he was playing an instrument, the way he brushed the tender, sensitive skin just below her the top of her panties with teasing fingers. And all the while, he owned her with his deep, drugging kiss. He caught a breast in his hand and molded her to his palm possessively.
It became too much. She felt trapped. Delightfully so. She writhed on the cushion, struggling against his restraint of her wrists. She wanted to hold him. She made a wild, desperate sound into his mouth.
He broke their kiss roughly and tightened his hold on her wrists.
“Do you want me to release you?”
“Yes.
No
,” she muttered emphatically, bewildered by her response.
“Good, because I’m not going to. Not until I do this.”
He shoved his hand beneath her panties. “Spread your thighs,” he demanded grimly. “Wider.” Even as she opened further for him, he thrust his middle finger high into her. She
was
extremely wet. She could tell by how easily he penetrated her. Once he was lodged high in her, he used his thumb tip and the ridge of his forefinger to apply a steady friction on her clit.
She strained against his hold on her wrists, her face going tight in pleasure. Then he pressed down and began to circle his hand subtly, stirring her into a frothing bliss. Every muscle in her body flexed tight.
“Oh, Jesus,” she moaned. “Not again.”
“Yes. Again.”
He nipped at her lower lip, and she felt his hunger. His heat. He pressed his groin tightly against her hip. “Do you feel that?” he asked, his nostrils flaring slightly. He circled his hip, grinding against her. His cock felt hard and heavy. Delicious. God, she wanted to feel him throbbing in her hand like she had last night, to have him stretch her lips wide and sliding onto her tongue. She wanted him to lose control, just like he had last night, but this time, using her to find his bliss.
“Harper?”
“
Yes
,” she managed through clenched teeth, pulling herself from the graphic fantasy she was having about him while he rubbed her clit.
He moved his mouth next to her ear. “I’m going to make you come right now. Hard,” he emphasized grimly. More heat rushed into her cheeks at his erotic threat. She whimpered, because his hand was ruthless. She had no choice save to do exactly what he said. He came down over her face again, and she saw his white teeth flash in the darkening shadows. “And then I’m going to fuck your sweet little pussy, and I’m going to love it so much. I’m going to make you believe me about how much I want you. Now, come for me,” he rasped before his mouth fastened on hers.
She fell over the edge, crying into his kiss as she exploded in climax. After her first few shudders of pleasure, he lifted his head and watched her come. He finger-fucked her for several hard, deep strokes, his palm slapping lightly at her outer sex when he penetrated her. She yelped in surprised pleasure at the taut, forceful movement. Then he plunged deep and used his entire hand to vibrate and agitate her sex.
She was at his mercy. Her body tensed in pleasure again and again. He kept manipulating her just so, demanding another tremor from her. She gave it to him, until she
exceptionally beautiful
?” she asked skeptically, smiling. “I saw those women at your party last night.”
“I didn’t.”
She blinked at his succinct reply.
“I’ll just have to show you, won’t I?” he asked.
“You don’t have to—”
He cut off her protest by covering her mouth with his, and this time, there was very little gentleness in his kiss. It was almost like he’d taken offense to her doubting his sincerity. She made a muffled sound of mixed arousal and surprise as he made an onslaught on her senses. He caressed her naked body while he kissed her. It drove her crazy, the way her hip fit so ideally in his large, curving hand, the way he coaxed goose bumps onto her skin by stroking his fingertips across her ribs like he was playing an instrument, the way he brushed the tender, sensitive skin just below her the top of her panties with teasing fingers. And all the while, he owned her with his deep, drugging kiss. He caught a breast in his hand and molded her to his palm possessively.
It became too much. She felt trapped. Delightfully so. She writhed on the cushion, struggling against his restraint of her wrists. She wanted to hold him. She made a wild, desperate sound into his mouth.
He broke their kiss roughly and tightened his hold on her wrists.
“Do you want me to release you?”
“Yes.
No
,” she muttered emphatically, bewildered by her response.
“Good, because I’m not going to. Not until I do this.”
He shoved his hand beneath her panties. “Spread your thighs,” he demanded grimly. “Wider.” Even as she opened further for him, he thrust his middle finger high into her. She
was
extremely wet. She could tell by how easily he penetrated her. Once he was lodged high in her, he used his thumb tip and the ridge of his forefinger to apply a steady friction on her clit.
She strained against his hold on her wrists, her face going tight in pleasure. Then he pressed down and began to circle his hand subtly, stirring her into a frothing bliss. Every muscle in her body flexed tight.
“Oh, Jesus,” she moaned. “Not again.”
“Yes. Again.”
He nipped at her lower lip, and she felt his hunger. His heat. He pressed his groin tightly against her hip. “Do you feel that?” he asked, his nostrils flaring slightly. He circled his hip, grinding against her. His cock felt hard and heavy. Delicious. God, she wanted to feel him throbbing in her hand like she had last night, to have him stretch her lips wide and sliding onto her tongue. She wanted him to lose control, just like he had last night, but this time, using her to find his bliss.
“Harper?”
“
Yes
,” she managed through clenched teeth, pulling herself from the graphic fantasy she was having about him while he rubbed her clit.
He moved his mouth next to her ear. “I’m going to make you come right now. Hard,” he emphasized grimly. More heat rushed into her cheeks at his erotic threat. She whimpered, because his hand was ruthless. She had no choice save to do exactly what he said. He came down over her face again, and she saw his white teeth flash in the darkening shadows. “And then I’m going to fuck your sweet little pussy, and I’m going to love it so much. I’m going to make you believe me about how much I want you. Now, come for me,” he rasped before his mouth fastened on hers.
She fell over the edge, crying into his kiss as she exploded in climax. After her first few shudders of pleasure, he lifted his head and watched her come. He finger-fucked her for several hard, deep strokes, his palm slapping lightly at her outer sex when he penetrated her. She yelped in surprised pleasure at the taut, forceful movement. Then he plunged deep and used his entire hand to vibrate and agitate her sex.
She was at his mercy. Her body tensed in pleasure again and again. He kept manipulating her just so, demanding another tremor from her. She gave it to him, until she
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