hands ran over every inch of his body she could reach. She leaned over and dropped kisses on random places on his skin, but throughout, she continued her study of him. Dark, tanned skin, her own glowed creamy white in contrast. She ran her fingers over the hard planes of his chest.
He smiled and swiped at her, intent on pulling her on top of him for more kisses, but she eluded him and drew herself up onto hands and knees. Ryder drew in a deep breath at the sight she was offering him. Her breasts hung pendulously, temptingly swaying almost within reach. Her back was curved just enough for her rounded buttocks to be glimpsed over her shoulder.
“Uh uh uh… It’s my turn.” She leaned forward on her arms, letting her nipples graze across that chiseled chest, and nipped at his lower lip. She drew back just slightly, and Ryder became a bit concerned at the devilish gleam in her eye.
Amber tossed her head so her hair trailed down the front of one shoulder and leaned back onto her heels. She took her hands and skimmed them from her knees to her hips, up her belly to briefly cup her breasts, then further up behind her neck until she had lifted all her hair messily onto her head. Ryder stopped smiling. He was already rock hard with desire for her, but he’d never seen her be a temptress. His breath became shallower, and his eyes were fixed on the vision she created for him. Saucily, she blew him a kiss and ran her tongue around the edge of her lips. Amber trailed her own hands behind her ears and down her neck to her breasts. She loved that she had Ryder’s full attention. She cradled one breast in each hand, letting Ryder see just how heavy and full they were.
Ryder was staring directly at her hands and their contents. Just the intensity of his look made her nipples pebble and her mouth dry. She stilled. He glanced up at her face; their eyes locked. Her saucy mood disappeared and she leaned forward again and crawled to him. She placed one hand on each side of his head and stared deeply into his eyes.
“I need you,” he whispered. “Let me touch you. I’ve needed to touch you for years. Let me.”
Amber paused for a heartbeat more, swung one leg over Ryder’s prone body, and felt all of her breath leave her body. Her core, her center lay right on top of Ryder’s shaft and an electric shock jolted through her body. Ryder felt the same way. He was nestled, cradled between Amber’s soft pussy folds. Her wetness surrounded him, enveloped him, enticed him, and he shifted his hips under her to let her settle even more solidly around him.
Amber sat back. Ryder’s view of her was unobstructed now. His hands roamed freely over the flesh he’d craved for years. She was worth the wait.
Amber raised up on her haunches, thinking to tease Ryder and herself with a taste of what was to happen next. She poised her body so she could feel the tip of his cock right at the entrance of her womanhood. She lowered herself just a tad. Both of them closed their eyes at the sensation. Tight, wet heat clenched around Ryder. Then it was gone when Amber lifted slightly. She didn’t pull away far enough to remove the heat or the wet entirely, though. That just increased.
Once more Amber bowed her body and lowered herself, just a bit further this time, onto the steel of Ryder’s cock. A gasp escaped her at the sensations she felt: Ryder’s shaft piercing her most sensitive place, his warm hands running along her body, heating up her skin, shivers of need and pleasure running through her body, and a deep inner click of knowing just how right this was.
As she began to pull away again, Ryder growled low in his chest. In a move almost too swift for her to see, he sat up, wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over, so he was now on top of her. Her hands were now free to wander over his chest, but he didn’t give her much time to explore. He leaned over, claimed her mouth with a deep, passionate kiss, and at the same time, thrust
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