Mysty McPartland

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pulse at her throat beating wildly, he pulled gently on her hand and she fell across his chest. He encased her in his arms and bought her mouth closer to his.
    H e lifted his head, pressed his lips firmly against hers and when she gave a soft gasp, thrust his tongue inside and swept her mouth with hunger. Tasting her and devouring her with his kiss. He shifted her so that now the full length of her body was covering his.
    Though she tried she could not fight him or the desire he stirred in every part of her. His kiss left no other thought but to give into the delicious feelings that were growing deep inside of her. She could feel his hardness pressed between her thighs and her body of its own will squirmed closer and rubbed against him.
    Passion exploded inside her, w himpering softly when he deepened the kiss, her mind stopped working and all that mattered was her body burning with need and she wanted her husband to put out the fire blazing inside her.
    She was temptation itself and though he tried to fight it he was ravenous for her, his erection ached with ferocious hunger when he felt her grind herself against him. He went mindless with want for her. He moved his hand down and cupped her bare buttocks so that she pressed even tighter against his erection and he heard her soft moans.
    Q uickly, he gathered the nightgown around her waist and breaking the kiss, he swiftly tugged it up and over her head where he tossed it, he did not know, nor did he care. He rolled them over so that she now lay beneath him.
    His large thighs were between hers and his throbbing manhood was between her moist nether lips. He leaned down and once again kissed her with potent hunger as his hand came up and his palm covered her breast. He groaned when she arched up and the tip of his erection slid once more along the moist crevice between her thighs.
    H is mouth tore free from hers; he kissed his way down her neck and chest until he reached the hard little pebble of her nipple. With a growl rumbling in his chest, he drew it into his mouth and suckled greedily.
    H er throaty little whimpers were driving him insane and he needed to fight not to take her. However, if he did not soon cease what they were doing, he knew he would not be able to stop himself.
    The way she was reacting to him, his control was slipping away fast, when she gave a husky cry and arched into him, his sanity deserted him and his body’s need took over. He shifted his hips, his hand slipped down her sensual curves. His fingers combed through the dark ebony curls at the juncture of her thighs.
    He parted the feminine folds and was ecstatic she was hot, wet and ready for him. He grunted with satisfaction as he moved his mouth to her other breast. Glancing up and with the lighting of the dawn sky, could see that she was lost in the throes of pleasure and passion. Removing his mouth from her breast and taking his hand from between her legs, he positioned himself between her legs.
    Just before he plunged into her, he once again kissed her hungrily and as he did so, he sunk his erection a little way inside her. Keeping his mouth locked with hers, he jerked his hips and slid a little further within her tight passage. He stopped when he came to her virgin skin protecting her innocence.
    He stilled for just a second or two, then with another jerk of his hips, drove himself all the way inside of her. Breaking through the shield and he was fully imbedded in the haven of her body. He felt her stiffen beneath him, and knew that he would have to wait a few moments for her pain to leave her and also for her passion to return.
    His jaw clenched firmly, he wondered if he could keep himself still, she was so tight, so hot, she surrounded his hardness in a satin glove. He tore his mouth from hers and took a deep gulping breath. He stared down at her and it pleased him to see that her face still held the blush of passion.
    When he fe lt her hips rise, he let out a low growl of intense pleasure. He

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